Box's of Memories

Where does stuff go ,who does it belong to once it's owner disappears ? Does it stay here neatly piled and stacked ,to remind us of who brought it here ?. Old relics ,art paintings ,photographs and toy's ,taking us back to yesterday years Is it a fact we can't part with it's clutter. or is it the very connection to each other ,why we keep it so ? So here now it remains ,moved time to time to parts of the house . To illuminate our hearts and rekindle our doubts Our loved ones legacies ,left here untouched , till we are ready to open them up . To feel their joy or remember their pain. Of those we have loved and lost along the way . Inside my box's lay their sweet gifts of their talents left now to us To hold or disdain , until we connect once again ....