Do you live with a keeper – a keeper of things
who won’t let go of old stuff, miss the joy that this brings.
Or have you raised a child who keeps toys on the floor
that you pick up and tidy – then go out and buy more.
So much to clean and so much to dust
more that you need but it’s still not enough.
Until lockdown twenty-twenty – with no maid at home
And you just can’t cope and you want things gone.
A keeper and collector who’s learning to let go
Less stuff, less to clean and space for more.
Covid19 sometimes seems like a message from above
less stuff to look after and time to live with patience. And love.
This poem has been published at allpoetry.com
Beautiful poem Anita. Your presence has a positive impact on me.
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Blessings in you journey through life, and thank you! I write in hope it creates positivity and hope.
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You too enjoy your life.
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