I wrote this poem during the process of moving from
1 place to another, and begin to sort things that I 
need, and didn't need. It's funny how moving from 1
home to another, makes you start to prioritize things
in life...

"Moving" by Alexander The Poet 05.04.03

It's only when you move,
You begin to realize
You begin to remove,
Things you don't prioritize

Do I really need this?,
Or can I just throw it out?
Will that, I ever miss?,
With that, can I live without?

I begin to wonder,
Why all if it, I have kept?
I begin to ponder,
Why it all, didn't get swept?

Maybe I was lazy,
And found life reassuring
Life changes completely,
In the process of moving

THE END