We Are To Attached

We are to attached
Our lives have 
many forms.
These are our remainders.
To give our stuff up
 it seems to be 
to much.
Emotional and
Physical. 
Our scars 
 We hang on until tomorrow. 
Memories from yesterday's. 
Our things we collect
 are are treasures.
 And I ask
  Can what we hold 
in our hands be 
the same.
As in our hearts
for people we no
longer see.
Do you follow me?
It just a thing
like a piece of paper
Or clothes?
 Who knows
We are to attached
that a fact. 
That why we move
on to a smaller space.
It help clean out.
 Even though we think
what a waste.
To leave behind. 
 But it happens to
all of us in good time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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