Down-Sizing

Moving boxes now Sorting through life's memories Trying to balance I feathered my nest Filling the rooms of my life With such fine objects Stuffed into corners Old emotions are guarded Tears are welling up I pick some things up And put them back where they were Letting go is hard Hoarding is not good What am I to do with this? Now that I am here? Things are not flowing Even my words are jarring No rhythm or beat The order is wrong I want to scream out loudly "No, I can't do this!" Possessions are lost "Out of sight and out of mind" You know what they say But now that I'm here I must try to sort this out I can not keep it Clearing out is good I will feel better, after All this has been done Burdens of life's labors Installment payments all made Just to toss away Surely, I am spoiled Trying to hold on to the dream Of larger spaces I have twenty years At least, I reckon I do To let go of it The tears are stinging This is all such silliness Crying over this Today is the way "Live in the here and the now." You know what they say Down-sizing creates New environments for living, Rooms for improvement It requires courage Each dusty thing was once loved And now must move on