A Poem by JTR Franklin
On a warm, sunny, summer day, a garage sale is under way.
Toys, hats, clothes,
and more. All lay on blankets, the great outdoors turned into a store.
Little pants at one time
came to life on young legs. Shirts once breathed along with a child, as it covered its little chest.
Pajamas that slept warm and snug in a bed.
Some shoes that once ran, hats that kept warm a little tots head.
A few toys that one time
were the bright spot in a child’s day. All the items lay hoping to once again to live, run, sleep, and play.
