Sent It in a Box

A voyager in space sends its final goodbye.

Sent It in a Box

I wrote her back
a what’s it all about.
I didn’t understand. 
Some kind of reaching out.

The things that hold memory
had blurred in my mind.
The heart’s refuse, 
I left things behind.

She gathered up old photos 
and kind of docs.
She packed them up 
and sent them in a box.

We lived on Center Avenue 
or was it Center Street.
We hung …