Happy Easter

I wonder, Has everyone who was
ever dumped has gone through this?
There is that first stage of stuff
that comes off the walls the day
that she moved out of the house.
The things that are a display of life.
Not just of life, but of YOUR life.
Then comes the stage of throwing
some of those things away.
You tear up pictures and cry,
but out they go finally.
Then months later you all of a sudden
throw away more of those things.
And you go around the house and take
anything related to the other person
and it also goes to the curb.
Well then a while later anything you
got while with the other person
takes the long lonely ride away in the trash.
Finally one day you come to it.
For me, it just happens to be on
a religious day of rebirth.
That last group of stuff that you saved.
In it there are things that just meant more.
Special things of more special times.
It can include almost anything
from kitchen magnets to wedding stuff.
You fondly remember the love you were a part of.
The better times get a small moment in the light.
No longer locked in a closet shunned.
The photos that adorned your walls.
The cards professing love and joy.
The mug from Disney with her name on it.
Even the tube that used to sit on the mantle
that used to contain our Wedding Certificate,
but that certificate went with the divorce papers.
Now it just contains a note to her (not a nice one).
Yeah, this whole bucket of stuff I saved
were things that meant just a little more to me.
And on this day of rebirth it is time.
Today they end up in my trash bin.
Gone forever from my sight,
and I say goodbye willingly.
Just another day on the road to healing?
Happy Easter, 2008.