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To Pack a Box Olivia Nieb
You can pack up a box when it’s time to move on, Fill it with items you’ll want when you’re gone. You can pack and keep packing ‘til every room clears, But you can’t pack a box to hold fifteen years. You can pack up a box full of markers and crayons, Stick-people drawings and traced-around hands. You can pack stacks of paper with scribbles and smears, But you can’t pack a box to hold fifteen years. You can pack up a box full of Legos and dolls, Barbies and Slinkies and old Wiffle balls. You can pack up some pictures and small souvenirs, But you can’t pack a box to hold fifteen years. You can pack up a box full of glasses and plates, Dishes that held all the suppers you ate. You can pack recipes that you made for your dears, But you can’t pack a box to hold fifteen years. You can pack up a box full of hand-quilted crafts, Blankets and afghans that stifled your laughs. You can pack all the quilts that you cuddled in tears, But you can’t pack a box to hold fifteen years. You can pack up a box full of everyday things And remember the joys and the sorrows life brings. You can pack until all you’ve once known disappears, But you can’t pack a box to hold fifteen years.
THE LEGACY
