No Legacy Here Poem by Matthew Holloway

I think of my recent writings
And the gaps between
The days of silent pages
Where nothing came to be writ
I think of the long past
The years prior to now
The poems and poems written
Left in a box forgotten
In a room locked away
Buried under Christmas decorations
Photographs and other memories
Old boxes gathering dust
Perhaps my recent and future poems
Will join them there in time
It's with a sighing heart I consider
There's no legacy here