a ladder against a porch rail lays
wondering if it is going to be sold or not,
boxes of collectables sit on the side
of the road waiting to be picked up
by those who might be curious...
a bird on a nearby tree limb watches
as people come and go... some with
smiles and some with frowns as
they decided whether to make an offer;
two decades and more, they have
lived here, making it their home and
making changes to suit their preferences,
two decades and more, they have cared
for the inside and outside, making sure
it always looked it best... and now,
they are leaving, never to return, at least
not in this lifetime they surmise...
a car stops and lowers the window to
take a good long look at the ladder,
shakes his head in disagreement with
the posted price and drives away, not
caring about its history or utility.
June 22, 2023
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