I was packing things away today
But didn’t get much done
Memories did stop me
From each item I picked up.

A walking shoe of my firstborn
I remember when they were bought
He wore them to bed that night
Didn’t want to take them off.

A painted handprint laminated
Received as a Mother’s Day gift
From my little baby girl
Best present I could get

Report cards, and books of poems
One by one I packed away
Treasures from their childhood
Handmade cards from the holidays.

Arrowheads, and beer steins,
Tin cup and a pipe
That were my Father’s favorites
I could have looked all night.

Grandma’s apron and tintype
A spoon from my Ma
Were packed away so reverently
In a trunk restored by Pa.

I got to really thinkin’
About what we hold dear
Our fortune isn’t gold or silver
Down my face, there falls a tear.

These tears are not sad tears
For I’m as rich as I can be
I’ve given love and love received
To last through eternity.