A Tale to Tell

A Tale to Tell

Abandoned

Cart with wheels

Traveler of the years

Now sits alone

Its rusted tales untold

Transporter of goods

For young and old alike

Mother's helper

Grandma's walker

Infant's cozy napper

Home of the homeless

Abandoned

Shiny metal basket

Inanimate viewer of life

Now watches alone

Its disrepair a lonely saga

Houser of generations

Cradle of straw

Temporary perch

Roosting haven

Nestling's nest

Feathered flyer of the sky

Metal orphaned waif

Wanderer of a thousand miles

Sanctuary of dreams

For food and refuge

In grocer's aisle or parking lot

Regale us with the tales of old

Cast the memories that you hold

Did the mother become a grandma?

Is the grandma now deceased?

Does the infant push his own cart?

Did the homeless find a home?

Did the birds all fly away?

Everything sings its own story

Our music is written in the footsteps

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