Middle School Memories

It’s a cold morning at the bus stop but I don’t mind…

Moments ago, my cousin and I sipped sweet hot coffee and ate scrumptious pastries just like grown-ups at the Donut Hut before school.

Going hungry at lunch was a price worth paying for 30 minutes of tender coming of age connection and deliciousness.

©Dani Heart

10-07-22

(For Denise)

Farewell to Esmee

Farewell to Esmee              April 23, 2022

Dear ______ & ______,

Thank you for buying our trailer. You seem like very nice people, and I know how much you wanted her. We wish you all the joy and great fun that we have had while owning her.

     I must apologize for my unwillingness to store her for any more time than necessary. You see, we didn’t want to sell our trailer. She was perfect for us in every way. We, like many others, are victims of a greedy city bureaucracy that was going to force us to either pay to store her while still making payments on her or spend upwards of 3 thousand dollars to modify our home so we could store her on the opposite side of our property. So, we decided selling her was the most sensible option under the circumstances and given our lack of recent use. That said, it was still heartbreaking.

     The only thing harder than seeing her parked in her usual spot while knowing she no longer belonged to us was looking at the vacant space she once occupied after you drove away.

     Yesterday we received a letter from the city saying they are pausing the enforcement of their off-street parking policy and will revisit it at a later date, no doubt due to the angry public backlash. Perhaps we were too quick to comply? None of this is meant in any way to make you feel bad. Ultimately, we still feel the right decision was made in the long run. I just wanted you to understand my hesitancy earlier regarding the pickup date. We wish you all the camping happiness your hearts can stand. Take good care of our baby… your baby now.

Sincerely,

The Hearts

Buried Treasures of Yesteryear

Good that you were smaller, not abler, but more willing

To trudge through the muck in search of the pay dirt

that would feed our candy fix.

And I your able assistant…

did my best not to make contorted faces

when you emerged from the debris

with your mostest bestest find…

With a little tape and glue and warshing

you’d say with your eyes beaming,

surely it would bring a pretty price?

They never saw us coming

with your ice cubes in Antarctica smile

you’d fleece them of all the change they had to spare.

With blond spikes, blue eyes of wonder

and unabashed enthusiasm…

What mortal could have possibly resisted?

Most certainly not I. 

(For Billy)

Copyright 1/21/2011

Dani Heart