Innovative Thinking--REVISED

My long-time love gave me a special gift, a photo of himself when he was young. He even autographed it: “Love you! Dave.” From then, upon my wall this treasure hung where I could always gaze at it~~but then his love, if it was love, began to die. Who breaks up with someone he doesn’t hate on Christmas Day? All I could do was cry. I took the stark reminder of heartbreak and laid it on a shelf in my spare room. My wall now bears instead a lovely print of red and yellow roses in full bloom. From time to time, I think, when I am gone, what will the kids do with my mass of things? It’s then I start to throw some stuff away. At times, a sense of loss, this cleansing brings. I parted with some things in '23. One gem I almost tossed, I’m glad to say, I kept and put it to creative use. It serves a unique purpose to this day. My bedside table never sat quite right. One leg is shorter than the other three. Dave’s picture, folded twice, now fills that spot. Successful reasoning gives me such glee!