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Rusty Gold [haibun]

by Maria Hicks

Old dirt bats in the rafters and dust that marks

the faded memories left behind

not realizing those memories are still there

barely holding on but waiting for the right time

to have him remember

 

dirt dust starts to rise

the car is with him again

so old yet so bold

 

He thought he would never see it in its prime again

 

little did he know

the car brought him back to life

he found what he lost

 

the happiness he once had before the dust fell and the bats burrowed in the barns rafters

watching over the covered rusted old car

the mice made their home inside the catalytic converter chewing out the wires

 

the smile I saw

because of this old rusty car

made us both happy

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