Clutter to some but memories to us,
numbered, labelled and packed away
in shrouds of unread papers.
Capturing news and advertisements of the now,
discussing the latest and selling to some
what could be the greatest.
If you had credit or at least 24 months
to consider the folly of the want exceeding the need.
Handle with care and directions to stack.
If only the memories could be stacked
neatly with a minimum of fuss.
Still moving on and cataloguing our dreams,
fills me with hope for more.
Joys of discovery in opening boxes
and straightening out memories,
or clutter to some.