Closets, Cabinets
Treasures galore
I’m stuck on the shelf
Completely ignored
No room to breath
Dust in my mouth
Lonely and tattered
Tarnished and scratched
Free me from hiding
And further decay
Give me away
No longer delay
My time has come
To go away.
-REK Jan 19,2018
Edited Jan 19, 2019
Written while cleaning out 67 years of accumulation.
RuthKlein’s Scribbles 
That’s our shelf 🙂
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Oy
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🙂
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I’m actually working on the shedding of stuffs
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I’ve done a lot. I get passionate about it!! 🤔😇
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I can understand that it becomes very satisfying, an achievement of sorts.
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Very much so! And it’s so much easier to keep clean and a lighter spirit feeling.
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Yes, that’s exactly it 🙂
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I realize that your note specified this was about removing items that were just gathering dust but I could imagine it’s also a good analogy for relationships that have stagnated, feeling neglect after so many years and it was time to move on. I like that I could grab another meaning from your writing. 🙂
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Ooh… you are so right!! Thanks for reading.
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No, thank you! I really enjoyed it. 🙂
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