An Empty Cart

“An Empty Cart”
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Left behind. An empty cart. Full of tales.
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Taken from its lot by young rebels one evening. They took turns pushing each other though the streets and alleys with recklessness and laughter. Each dared not to bring it home and risk parental repercussions. It was abandoned by curfew.
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Picked up by an middle-aged man. There was a time he thought he had it all. Eventually he lost what he once had. He placed what was left in the cart and spent a season traveling from one corner of the city to another; looking to make a fresh start. He left a note inside the cart for the next caretaker to read, “This cart once held a man’s belongings and dreams.”
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Discovered by a widow. She cruised around the neighborhood for a few weeks selling lovely potted plants she made with her weathered but resourceful hands. The day she left it unattended, with the intentions of reloading it with more pots, was the day it was taken from her and parked just a few blocks away.
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Left behind. Empty cart. Full of tales.
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Read the the pictorial version “An Empty Cart” on Steller.

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mrjoe

I have a family. I work with families. That's why I write about family. I'm a kidmin pastor by day, writer by night, delivery man for my wife's floral design business, and a picture-taker dude 24/7.


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