Four Boxes

What is kept contains
memories I don't want
to ever forget.
The innocence of my childhood,
the fears of my teenager years,
the searching of my twenties,
wrapped up in these items
I place in boxes.
Some I will take with me,
most I will leave here.
The things I donate or
throw away aren't worth
remembering.
Sometimes it feels good
to let go of the past,
leave it there and
start anew.