What is junk but misplaced treasure?
Items we just keep “forever”
Which still function though not new…
De-cluttering is hard to do!
You never know when you may need
Much-loved books – for second read?
Wires and plugs may come in handy
Chipped coffee mugs, carafe for brandy…
We hoard, we keep for rainy day
But somehow, much gets shoved away
In boxes, bags or under stairs …
One day you think: it’s junk! Who cares?
Then joy of joys, September comes
Vast skip appears - which can take tons
Of items we no longer use,
In Commune* car park – we enthuse!
A kind friend drove my ‘junk’ away;
Keen neighbours also joined the fray;
For three days - great chance to unload
And regain space in cramped abode!
(c) Poet in the woods 2026
* Watermael-Boitsfort
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