Bits of us

There go more bits and pieces into boxes. Boxes and boxes and boxes. Never-ending boxes. Our whole lives packed neatly. Packed securely. Packed with love, though haste. Is it that easy to piece us away? Ship us away? Be done with life as we know it? Will it (we) all arrive in one piece? Now there's the million-dollar question. Time will tell. Did the packing hold the pieces together? Did time unravel us? Break us into non-recognizable pieces? Be careful. More tape. More wrap. More boxes.