Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

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In a box in the closet,
Beneath lots of shoes,
Was a bundle of greeting cards;
All did effuse

With good wishes, congrats
And excitement galore
For the birth of a baby
A short time before.

I read every card;
Some had names I don’t know
For they all had been written
A long time ago.

That baby, my son,
Now has kids of his own.
At 38 years,
He’s officially grown.

No need to hold on
To these links to the past.
I took a deep breath
And I ditched them at last.

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Robert Johnson June 30, 2019 at 8:41 PM :) lol, oh my, that was a bit of a shocker ending. I was expecting you to say, but I'll hang on to them anyway.

Gershon Wolf June 27, 2019 at 4:37 PM I'd like to suggest that women tend to save stuff forever. (This is based on my extensive life experience of being married twice. LOL)... If I didn't value my life, I'd tilt my house toward a large dumpster and rid it of all the worthless 'memorabilia.' Oh, well: Men are from Mars; women are from Venus... :) gw

Jan Allison June 27, 2019 at 1:32 PM I too save many things like this and am loath to throw them away but one card I treasure more than any other was a recent father's day card - my son had written such a touching message both hubby and and I tears:-) hugs Jan xx

Rico Leffanta June 25, 2019 at 6:05 PM I hope you saved the envelopes, as a grandchild may become a philatelist, or one interested in family history may need to know old addresses, but another great write Ilene! Aloha! Rico