Framed

Dad and Mom's old bed frame.

It's for a full size mattress.

We have only queen size and larger

Here.

Notice the two broken circles

In the smaller, foot end.

I was taking it to my truck to

Add to some brush that 

Was

Going to the dump.

Suddenly I thought, "Probably many of 

Us

Were conceived while this

Framed the events."

Strange thought, I know, but how

True.

I was already sad about junking it.

My sadness was then tinged by

Nostalgia, by

An attack of sentimentality.

But the thought came to me, "Oh

Don't be such a fool, you

Jackass!

It's just a broken down remnant

From the '50s."

Another voice told me to

Write a poem about it.

I finally settled on sharing the

Moment with

My siblings,

For what it's worth,

For what it's worth...

          And that is my poem

                             Good bye old frame;

                             Old flame of 

                             Forgotten fame.

                                   May ye R.I.P.