Moving On

Blow off the dust - it has been settled 
for far too long. 

Reach into the depth of the cupboard 
and retrieve the memories. 

Shine the torch into the crevices 
of the past and watch the 

spider scurry into the safety of darkness. 
Hurry away, weave a web of yesterday. 
  
Forgotten experiences lurch into the present 
as we discover keepsakes kept for posterity - 

discarded - then recovered again. Just in case, 
and just in case are placed ready for transit 

to pastures new. Destined to gather different 
dust, which will be dispersed when discovered 

again, who knows when - or by whom. 
Possessions loaded, we journey on. 

Door closed firmly on the past. Double 
check the lock. Keys fondly held for 

an instant...... then posted through 
the letterbox.  Too late for second thoughts 

as they clatter to the floor and echo 
in the empty hall.  One last look 

- and we're gone - 
 moving on towards tomorrow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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