Memorabilia
I remember this
And then there was that
I’d forgotten those firsts
All marked so carefully
Funny how time sifts
Through all these saved things
So important in the when
Now covered and forgotten
Layers of different strata
Of different lives half lived
Covered in newer layers
Of intentions never become
Separated by accumulations
Of the dust of memories
Sifting while gently shifting
What was to should have been
By cindy
4/22/2021