The Lonely Lot.

As I walked home from the bus stop, I noticed this shopping cart in the middle of an empty lot.


I felt like pausing, but I am much too accustomed to making haste.
I walked a few more steps, and I saw this fallen sign.

This time, quite appropriately, I obeyed my inclination to stop.
I knelt down and stared at it, flurries congregating on my eyelashes.
I stayed there for several minutes…and for that fleeting time,
I felt inexplicably happy.


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