Packing away from sight to see
All the things I do not need
Dresses long and keepsakes dear
Lovely things I don’t use here

Silk green leaves in an autumn breeze
What use now is this to me?
Slick silver fish from a salty sea
Stowed pictures hold the memory.

Empty hangers, shelves now clear
Of all the things I don’t use here
Pack up and leave my closet bare
Suitcases full of unused wear

Locked away and left to wait
For an unknown future date
Until their use revitalized
No more, their view, to greet my eyes