|I was driving past a pawn shop
in the poorest part of town.
The teaser on the corner caught my eye.
I turned around.
With bikes and mowers curb to curb
not to mention chairs and tables,
stood a little, yellow, rocking horse
nowhere near the stables.
This children’s equine pleasure key
seems poor promise for a loan.
Some adult’s action worries me.
I pray it was outgrown.
|tracks marking the
happy meandering path
of ongoing discovery ...
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