Will she ever come back?

Forgotten Glove

…T’was the day before Christmas…
…The other gloves had all been sold…
…Still they knew the girl’s mother would come…
…They could even hear her  screams of joy…

…The first day at the park was heaven…
…Throwing snow balls and holding swing ropes…
…Petting the shy neighbour’s dog soft ears……
…Giving high fives to all her giggling friends

…But why, yes tell me why?…
…Why did she have to go back to school?…
…Will she ever come back? I wonder…

…A forgotten glove on a bench in the park, was whispering its story to me. I thought I’d share ;-)…

31 comments on “Will she ever come back?

  1. So much joy and love in this photograph and story. What someone else might see as trash, you see as a key to a world full of love. Thank you for sharing, Anyes.

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  2. as the last line from “prince of tides” proclaims, “it’s the mystery of life that sustains me now.” your blog tweaks the sustaining mystery…love it.

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