It’s Wednesday so another twofer.
First, In Other Words…Junk
She stood in the doorway and looked sadly at the room filled with worthless junk and knew the rest of the house would be the same. There had never been money to buy really nice things, most came from secondhand stores or charity shops and now would be carted off to the county dump. As she packed up room after room her heart was filled with memories of the family that had lived in this old place. They were all gone now and she was the only one left to remember the love that was shared in this happy home. Yes, it was cluttered with worthless junk going to the trash but she had the priceless memories of love to keep as treasures.
And, A to Z
is for unk
The Way I See It
Usually, junk is just stuff we have collected that clutters our space. But sometimes junk is joy in disguise. There are things that we keep that are worthless to anyone else but to us, they are priceless treasures. Priceless treasure because of who the gift came from or where we were when we bought it. Precious and irreplaceable junk because of the memories associated with it that are pure joy. The way I see it…there is some junk that makes our lives rich and full beyond imagination or reason even if others think it is worthless. And if someone thinks our treasures are junk who cares? I mean really, they probably have junk, too.
Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less
using the word junk.