Those Years of Things – A Poem

Those Years of Things

Packing away
loose and somehow lost
Christmas ornaments
and last year’s Autumn wreath
remembering her
and those things of importance
she would never leave.
By the time Mother
Nature had taken every
little thing from her
she’d become
a fleeting memory
and all those years of things
still remained
between us.

Ellespeth

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