Dear Reader,
I thought I would just put your favourite poem on the blog as a last gesture.
The Mind Cupboard
My mind cupboard overflows
with unwanted debris.
It needs a spring clean.
I will brush away the cobwebs
of cheerless thoughts.
Scrub out the stains of childhood.
I will replace the brass hooks
corroded with salt tears,
empty all the screams
hoarded through the years.
I will replace the accumulated ashes
from the worn self-paper,
with virgin tissue.
I will chase and catch the wasps,
relieve them of their stings.
I will refill this cupboard
with love, and learnt, brighter things.
Very best wishes, Patricia
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