Life debris:
The pieces that define.
A shirt, a shoe, a ribbon, or a sock,
When seen day to day mean nothing at all,
But when scattered along the water's edge
Seem symbolic and slightly melancholy.
Each bit a small part of somebody's life
That is no longer there-
But does that make it any less whole?
What sort of debris will I leave behind?
Words and music and bits of crafty things,
Perhaps children and families,
And certainly friends,
For this is my life debris:
The pieces that define.