20     Stuff

 

Time will bring aches and pains

With gout and wiggly bones

Perhaps hair will thin and fade

Fond memories of moments gone

 

But to know me all one must do

Is travel through this house

Visit each room that belongs

Sanctuary to a hoarding mouse

 

It seems my peers and I are sharing

This journey going through our space

Just in case there may be an item

A treasure hidden from our face

 

Hoping for that valuable find

More money to see us through

More likely we wonder out loud

So much stuff!  What shall I do?