What Didn’t We Find in the Attic

Dead daisy chains still
wrapped
in tissues and saved
in a pair
of old, and odd sock
drawers
as a keepsake
of sorts, and of course ..
From long
summers past, and a
battered
brown leather suitcase,
with someone’s
initials ..
Each of the locks, both
redundant
and broken but still
stuffed
with mementos and
memories
and spare parts from a
dozen or so
children’s old board games ..
Oh’ and
bubble-gum wrappers
and ribbons
and crayons, lined up in
a row like
soldiers, each stood to
attention ..
Plus a collection of pins
which once,
held fast framed, Victorian
butterflies
now long since passed and
released ..
Not to mention the tea
and the
cigarette cards and all
manner
of smooth shiny things
collected from
beaches, down the sides
of settee’s
and from a wicked
assortment
of sacred burial mounds ..
We also
found boxes of milk teeth
old sepia
photographs, newspaper
cuttings and all
manner of anniversary cards ..
But never the bodies