On Cleaning Closets

Running out of hangers

and weary of buying more

I stopped to look at the racks of clothes

I've moved from state to state

always thinking

perhaps in keeping them

I'd wear them again

and feel like I did

when they defined who I was

just three...five.....ten..........years ago.

Today

I plucked them out

and packed them in bags to be given away

to those

still young and sexy

to enjoy

as I make room

for clothes of simple comfort.

It felt good to let go of

that my lovely past

and the nagging hope upon hope

that I could ever be who I was back then

is it so hard to acknowledge

the things that hold you back from the present

until you find closets too full

yet have nothing to keep you warm

now that snow is falling.