Material possessions.
Is my Grandfather's old suitcase.
That he brought back with him.
When he returned from Guam in the Fifties.
It still has the arrival tag.
From the bus depot in Lexington, KY.
As a girl, I remember.
My grandparents keeping Christmas ornaments.
In the old suitcase.
When I left Ohio.
To be with my love in California.
My Grandpa said I could have it.
I have cherished it.
We use it for our Christmas ornaments.
It was part of our wedding.
Now.
It is packed.
Ready to make the journey.
Back across the country.
To it's new home.
Carrying with it.
As much love.
Hope.
Promise.
As it did.
So many years ago.
When a young soldier.
Arrived home.
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