Nostalgia I am absolutely, unashamedly,
Totally hopeless.
I saved their baby teeth and stuck them into
Dainty dentures I had formed out of clay.
I can't bring myself to throw their stringy,
Ratty baby blankets away.
And today, after the kids left for their
Own homes, even the simple act of
Removing the extra leaves from my table
Sent me into a tail spin.
But what lifted me back up was
Knowing that at Christmas I'll get to
Put the boards back in.