Keep

“Each thing we keep- we lean on like a friend; engaged or not- our need for it, defend.” _by Poet Keep- what huge decisions stir that word- a process that the mind must face each day. All through the years, this word often incurred a mess of what we should have thrown away. With good intentions- cleaning out we start. We pick up this and that- then comes that stare, as memories of it stir up the heart- and that word, “keep,” fast grabs it in a snare. So, back the item goes- like times before, and guilt of getting rid of it dissolves; where it will stay as something we adore- forgotten till next clean-out day evolves. Ah, yes, that “keep” has power mighty strong, and on a huge scale- can fill every space; where split decisions, made with heart, prolong- that peace- where order, tidiness, embrace.