Spring Cleaning

What are you doing?

'A thorough Spring cleaning.'

Why is each one of those boxes packed...
And stacked high with labels attached,
'Agitation'?

'This year,
Every bit of it...
Is being removed from my atmosphere.
And everything I am getting rid of...
I am guaranteeing will not reappear.'

But you are making your space,
Practically empty.
There are no chairs for anyone to sit.

'That's exactly the point I intend to make.
No one will come to sit,
Expecting to prolong their visit.
A freshness to the air is what I wish!
And I am determined for that wish to get.
I made myself a promise to be the one that benefits.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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