What to Sacrifice First
What to sacrifice first?
A lawn ornament I never liked.
It looks fantastic in the neighbor's kitchen.
Secondly, I threw out a drum I have not played in forty years.
The neighbors called to let me hear their son beating on it.
He was having the best time ever; too bad it was three a.m.
The joy though! I told them, not convincing them.
They did not call back. Maybe pouting a little?
Sixteen bags of clothing went.
A guy snapped up six of them to take to his mother who quilts.
Five bags went to a family who was going to make a tent.
They came back two days later for the other five bags, but alas....
They had gone home with a hat maker, who had been delighted.
He had a multi-handicapped son, and material is expensive!
I threw out so much faux Tupperware, it was crazy.
The kids down the block built an igloo out of them.
It got taller every day. Pretty soon it was a bunch of igloos.
When they began building a wall I started dropping my plastic off.
They were delighted, sending me a thank you note.
So they got more of my cast off stuff, and they incorporated
Every bit of it into their little plastic town.
I enjoy seeing my neighbors enjoy my hand offs.
Too bad I am dragging their stuff home now too.
We are doing a bit of a barter now.
Everyone trying to unload their stuff.
I scored a pan with only the smallest hole yesterday.
I plan to turn it into the prettiest little chrome planter.
It can sit next to my pink flamingo wearing a little red hat
I fashioned out of the hem of a Christmas tree skirt
I brought back from my own pile yesterday.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019