You fill your house with possessions
A treasure trove of memories
To tell you who you are
Here comes another sadness and a disappointment
Confirmation
That trusting causes pain
In a special display case
The ancestral heirlooms –
Rage from your mother and unrequited love
The terror and loneliness collected in the Great War
Are particularly close to your heart
If you moved house
You would build a special room
For the family treasures
While you hold fast to all that history
You are unable to embrace the present
And there is only the present
So where are you?