twelfth night approaches;
she is clearing the decks of more than holly
and christmas tree needles that stick
in her socks and the dog's paws
she is not surprised her shoulder
aches from so much baggage
a filofax full of friends
who never ring,
still a keepsake of memories,
and so heavy now
appointment cards for the
doctor, dentist, assorted therapists -
she needs to know she
is keeping well
on track with all her "stuff"
a cloth she uses to clean her glasses;
she needs to see where she is going
eight assorted pens and pencils;
and their tops; gone astray;
a lip balm she had lost,
she hadn't really missed it -
she never kisses anyone now
it's a long way to the bottom:
every receipt
for everything
she bought last year
lurks, just in case
it did not fit...
she sometimes feels she deserves
more than a refund ...
Honorable winner
Adding your comment:
Especially loved the last two lines 
