SortingA Poem by PKReidMy first postMy mother, for months gone This small box she kept close Everyday items Another for me to work on
Buttons and beads Pencils and pens Put that there Discard these
A now familiar routine Emotional and tedious Exploring a life only half known Filling gaps in between
A single square of paper below Turned from me Reaching thoughts flash Postage? Note? Photo?
Kept here A reminder Something she needed Held dear
What thing, what person Held this place by her side Curiosity and jealousy For my mother’s affection
Turning I see a boy School uniform, Smiling I remember that face Full of joy
It’s me.
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