Bits of Paper in the Park

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TORN BITS of PAPER by the bench swing in the park leave me wondering: What’s their story? What happened here?

My mind just takes off, imagining the possibilities – an unneeded page of notes, a note passed in class, a love letter torn up in anger? Who knows, but the person who tore it up may have a change of heart and come back for them?

I don’t want to know the answer.
I don’t pick them up and piece them together.

I take a picture, though. Just to remember the fun I had, thinking about it. I lost that ability for a long time. This year it came back to me. I guess I just wanted a reminder that I got my joy back. I got my life back.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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4 Responses to Bits of Paper in the Park

  1. Margaret says:

    I love this…your photo, your thoughts…that you got your joy back….wonderful!!!

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  2. pastordt says:

    Oh!! I am so, so glad, Marilyn. Love to you.

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  3. slachie says:

    And we got “you” back! Grateful for that here in Canada on our Thanksgiving weekend!

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