In the attic
Mice have held sway;
as we sort out old papers
we find some things
that over the many years
have been chewed upon
for mousys' bedouin lairs.
Even a paper, notes
of our mother's about
British successions -
high school, Sun Prairie WI,
circa 1929 -
or a daffodil cut out with scissors,
once vividly colored, we wager
-1920? -
are things we do not throw away
lightly.
Some of her construction paper
creations
are given away to friends
who might value them as
bookmarks.
Thus, the clean-out goes slowly.
And.................................. thoughtfully.
