How Do You Give Away a Life

Sorting boxes, packing clothes Assaulted by the past When you stood and said forever You both thought it would last A jewellery box, a trinket here A gift they never used A present from five years ago You smile, a bit bemused The boxes fill, the tears arrive You know it must be done It's the one part of a person's life That surely isn't fun Textures and scents surround you They take you back in time To a place before computers When a phone call cost a dime You fill one box, put it aside "Donations" on the side You can picture every item That you piled up inside You put them in there lovingly You didn't want to let them go By releasing them into the box It forced you to....you know Accept that you're alone now That your partner is not here That the life you built together Is now remembered by a tear You gave things out to family Though you do not know just why They will stick them in a drop box And that just makes you cry You picture them inside the clothes And you hear their laugh as you Put magazines and tolietries Inside Box number two You put aside some things you like To remember better days Though you know that in the future You'll remember through a haze Time will mar your memories Keep the good times, wipe the bad You'll forget about the smile And this really is quite sad It takes days to sort the boxes Fill the others, pack them all By the time that you are finished They will almost fill the hall When complete you think on What is in the totes There's clothing, jewellery, memories And magazines and notes You don't know where to take them You balance on a knife The question here before you How do you give away a life?