Boxed it All Up and Put it Away for Good


No longer strewn across my life,
Men­tal dross to trip and fall.
Reminders of the long ago,
Hang not upon each wall. 

Gath­ered in a card­board box,
Packed and ordered well.
Flaps fold­ed in and interlocked,
Form cor­ru­gat­ed shell. 

Place upon a stor­age shelf,
Away from thought and mind.
Dis­card­ed not, dis­turb­ing not,
From now till end of time. 

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