'Yard Sale' Poem by Linda Winchell
'Yard Sale'
My life's now displayed, on my front lawn for all
selling my sons old desk
selling my dogs, old rubber toy balls.
My wedding dress, from the nineteen fifties displayed
with the shoes, and my purse
I'm giving my whole life's memories away.
Now selling it all, to keep up with bills
I'm too old to work, guess they think I'm over the hill?
Ready to lose my home, of a bank owed loan
I have to sell and display all my life's memories
in order to provide food and a home.
Economy is driving, us all to the brink!
I've thought of ending it all
or just stopping my pain and suffering with drink!
Never thought that it would have ever come to this
When is the world going to recover?
And try to get this mess fixed?
Yard sales are supost to be fun, but I have been there and done one to keep the wolf at bay. It may be a long time before things get better. I am in the process of trying to sell my house, due to a job loss, I won't even come close to breaking even. We are doing better than most, we have another job, but it involves a long distance move and starting all over again. I am just grateful we have another job, so many do not have anything. T
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5/24/2024 11:39:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Linda, you are so good at putting to poetic words what so many are feeling in this difficult time! I love this part: 'My life's now displayed, on my front lawn for all' - Such is the nature of a yard sale! Nicely written!