She Was More Cranky Than Usual

She was more Cranky than usual,
As she rummaged through the Dumpster.

Damn people, dont throw out nuthin good no more!
But still she rummaged
And there, in the Dumpster,
In some old and once Ritzy, Uptown, and now defunct, Stores sack,
Was an old Doll, the type girls played with in the late 50s
And suddenly she smiled.
She had a flood of Memories,
of a cozy little girls room,
and friends, and laughter,
and playing with little Dolls
She could see the pink curtains, blowing in the breeze.
She could hear the childish chatter of her long lost friends.
And she could remember how safe and secure she felt,
Back then, in her little girls room, in her parents home.
But, times do change and for some of us, not for the good. And she suddenly felt a tear in her eye,
Because she realized that she wanted more than anything,
To be back in those sunny days, in her little room,
All done in pink and white with enough toys to keep her busy for days.
But the house was gone, torn down years ago.
Her parents were both dead and buried long ago,
And she was alone in this world everything gone so wrong for her,
so long ago.
And she muttered to herself,

Well, whadda ya know
Sometimes, folks still throws stuff away that means something.
And she slipped the old tattered and worn out Doll into her pocket.
And she moved onto the next Dumpster,
Still thinking of pink curtains gently blowing in the breeze

Deborah Coss of 1kinthing.com, writes about the things she knows, and sometimes takes flights into fantasy. A published writer, photographer and artist, considers herself a Jill Of All Trades, with a background in law, medicine and man y menial labor type jobs. Language is fun. Communication is an art.

Author:: Deborah Coss
Keywords:: Cranky, Coss, Dumpster, Ritzy, Uptown, Store, Doll, 50's, Memories, girl's room, pink curtains,
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