Joe and Ann Downsize

Ghosts of the past wander 
Through rooms dusty, too hard to keep.
Joe and Ann remember when they were new.

Heavy burgundy drapes still hang in Joe’s library,
Where will his books go when he is through
Picking and choosing the loved ones to keep?

Fifty years ago, Ann loved the roses;
Roses on cream wallpaper 
And a lace trimmed lamp.

Now they nearly choke her, and
She’ll gladly say goodbye for 
Light and space and ease.

Those etched glass door panels will
Follow them to their duplex,
To add a bit of nostalgic elegance.

Voices of children echo but
They never come home anymore,
One little guest bedroom will do.

Joe and Ann walk hand in hand 
With a well-up of tears, but
Know they’ll be happier when

They make the break from
Old fashioned years to downsize,
And rock away in the twilight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Deo Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 6:08 AM
Sunlite, I had to control my sense of wanting to "hate downsizing." The books left to the greasy hands of the future computer-obsessed hearts, got to me. A powerful write ... sad, but we have ways to accept "weeled-up tears" and yet walk hand in hand, as this Universal Man & Woman do. LORD, help us be transformed. shalom, shalom Dear Sister SW
Wanter Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 9:49 AM
I loved your comment! Downsizing is a "Catch 22." Thanks for your insight.
Smith Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 11:43 AM
Know the feeling, terrific write Sunlite...
Wanter Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 9:48 AM
Thanks for identifying and commenting, Charlie.
Cunningham Avatar
June 6, 2018 at 2:18 AM
Sadly I am there now ,the kid's all gone, rooms to spare, maybe I should downsize too, definitely one to mull over.
Wanter Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 9:46 AM
I'm not gonna downsize unless I'm carried out. Don't want to use up what I have for expensive alternatives. Thanks for commenting.
De Beaulieu Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 6:42 PM
HelloSunlite Wanter, I just read your beautiful poem. It must have been hard to move on. There must have been lots of memories in that house. Have a nice evening my friend.
Wanter Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 9:45 AM
I haven't moved on yet, Darlene. It's fiction about so many my age who are. Thanks for commenting.
Sands Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 5:55 PM
This is so nice and what a great ending! Rock away in the twilight! :)
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