Packing My Case

Packing My Case. Dragging my case from off the top of the wardrobe, I disturb the spiders, the case lands at my feet with a mighty thud ! its, my time too fly away to warmer places, to visit loved ones and familiar faces. The case is all dusty and needs a scrub, but it's seen some journeys over the years, and I know it will get my belongings safely to their destination. The case is green, plain green, with a black piped edging, solid, an well made. It has some scuff marks on it, and some scratches but in all, it has served me well. You can get very attached to some belongings, and my green case is a familiar piece of kit that I have owned for over twenty five years. It reminds me of lots of trips I have taken, places I have visited, and it has helped me move house several times. This time I am going on a very special trip to see my first born get married on a beach to the love of his life, where does the time go ? it hardly seems five minutes since he arrived as new baby, know he's getting a wife. Green case and I shall travel and see it all, and watch and wonder and smile, and gather some precious memories to bring home, to relive in the quite small hours.