Another yard sale going on
At the neighbors. A sea of
Humanity arrives dutifully
To place value
On yesterday’s treasures;

Thinking some priceless
Trinket awaits the keen eye
Of a yard sailor. Sailing,
Sailing over the ocean blue
'I’ll give you a buck or two.'

Like ants they gather,
Engulfing the sweetness
Of rummaging through
Second hand beauty,

While a thousand eyes watch
The count and the sticker price;
Then attempt to bargain for
Their own special price.

Carolyn Brunelle

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