Cleaning Out My Closets

I've got to clean out my closets
too many sorry's lingering there.
Just today heard from one who
now wants to clear up the air.

What? A so called friend
who just faded out of my view
now wants to come back, be close
and tell me what I should do?

Oh, no, I'm cleaning out my closets
too many sorry's lingering round.
Many seem not to consider emotions
when wasted can drag you down.

What makes people feel
they can go flitting over the world
then come racing back to you
ready to dance and twirl.

I've got way too much junk
piled behind a closed door
friends, long gone and lovers
who left but a scar and sores.

There is no reason to keep
in my closets all this junk.
One day one came by, been so long
that time they called me hunk.

Got a box of new trash bags
making sure they won't break.
Getting rid of every bit of this stuff
some real while others a fake.

All these sorrys lingering
taking up precious space.
One by one I'm tossing them out
with a big naughty grin on my face.

Del Cano 2008 January