Life never froze

Posted on August 10, 2020 by KJ Eastwick

I find treasures buried deep

In old boxes – once neat

Laughter, joy and lots of tears

As the end stage of life nears

Why do we collect memories

On objects that last centuries

Someone one day must dispose

Of belongings – of a life that never froze

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