Sweep the carpets.
Sweep bad memoirs under the carpet.
Dust away those cob-webs.
Dust where hurtful memoirs linger.
Mop the floors.
Mop the ocean of sad memoirs you once shed.
Empty the bins.
Empty your pitiful bank of memoirs.
With your home sparkling clean.
With your memory cleaned of tainted memoirs.
Reminisce no more.
Open your once locked door.
Beauty and love, wait and reach out to you.
Take it, it's well deserved.
Live your life now.
Those memoirs
Are no more.
Deleted and cleaned away.
Deborah Ashdown
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cleaned-away/
