Grieving
Leaving Glenageary 1981-2023
We are grieving that we’re leaving
This modest nest we first moved into
When barely one year married
And our firstborn about to come.
Four decades later and it’s aged
Like us I guess and guards
So many memories of family
No longer here but gone.
Sifting through old photos
Foreign currency no longer current
Ferry bookings and holiday plans
A life revealed in tax returns.
Give us the strength to simplify
To eject what’s old and spent
Imagine that next week we’re gone
This process falls to someone else.
The Nordic countries toughened by the cold
Prepare for death decades before
Remove the clutter and excess
Embrace a life requiring less.
And so we must engage the clutch
Come down a gear without a fuss
Come full circle and so enjoy
A life devoid of old reports and clutter.
As we bin the faded forms
We shed a skin for after all
These modest objects have been our friends
Though hidden in the backs of drawers.
I’ll keep the cap my father won
For playing rugby in the forties
Faded tassels after eighty years
Exam results from my year in Rome.
Looking back we marvel how
We surfed life’s waves and now
We value maybe all the more
The courage of the days of yore.
It’s gone, it’s binned - no looking back
It’s time now to walk a simpler track
Embrace a journey down a road
That leads to wisdom and perhaps to god.
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