PUNISHMENT FOR THE COMPULSIVE COLLECTOR
There comes a time in the life
of a long-lived hoarder that
what came in now goes out.
Family should want it andcherish it and organize and
archive it— that’s it! Archive!
It’s someone else’s life, though, and
will moulder with their own stuff.;
their very own precious stuff.
Grandma called her china her
“heart’s blood.” –That’s what my letters
and sqiggles and sentimental
cachets are, “stuff.” Old photos
tug at heart–strings, like echoes
of old hymns. Would it have been
better to let these relics sift
through our fingers at the time?
Much too late, hoarder! Now kiss
them goodbye and try to smile.. Nan