I walked on by-
nearly passed it up-
even thought it caught my eye.
It’s a rush and a hike between schools.
Time’s always short.
But after I stepped past, I turned around
got down on one knee and shot this little gift
to me- hard boiled yolk, a bit dried,
rolled in sandy crumbs,
abandoned on a sidewalk, fell from a lunch bag
or on the way to the nearby dumpster, missed.
Easter is over.
Didn’t make it to the egg salad bowl.
I drove by after school, to see if it was smashed
maybe rolled an inch, more dry, but still there
all those hours later, just not in as good a light!
Such an inglorious end after such a hopeful baptism. 🙁
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oh the yellow egg, where did i lose it!!!
I think it is amazing that there (looks like) a little Jade plant growing among all that muck.
I would have dug it up and taken it home for sure!
I like the colors of grays, blue, green and browns in contrast to the bright yellow egg.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Ewww
It’s no yoke if you are an egg!……Sorry…..I’l get my coat!
Rejected by a child, left aside to its fate while the outer package gets all the attention. So typical.
Oh how sad!
Sweet story – fabulous photo.