I can pack a million boxes
I can walk a million roads
Cross a million seas
But I cannot pack you
In a box,
Love is not for the keeping,
Love winds its way
Along roads unknown,
Untraveled, unexpected,
Love seeps like the sea
From every box
I place it in,
No storage can seal it
No road can hold it
No sea can bind it
To its bounty
As it swims from me
Like the current
Against the tides
Of want and need.
I can pack a million boxes
I can walk a million roads
Cross a million seas
But I cannot pack love
Like I cannot pack hope,
But I can hold them
Both
In my heart
Damien B. Donnelly 
Love this post!
Thank you directorb, really appreciate your commenting. Enjoy your weekend, Damien
I hope when you unpack your boxes this time you will let something go, and find something else to put in its place. Lovely poem.
Thank you Jane- fingers are crossed. Have a lovely weekend, Damien
You too. Wishing you the very best.