The lost but not forgotten
Half torn and wind swept
Advertisements of past ended sales
Nails, screws, tape and tacks hold these items
A yellowing scrap of paper, half torn off by the latest storm
Intrigues my eye
Saying “Denver Post” I try to squint and read the date
As the car starts slowly moving away
I see a poster of a yellow lab named Bruno
As I look a little closer I can see a young child hugging him
In the picture below the big letters saying “LOST”
A poster with bright orange writing catches my eye
I see the date was the previous year in July
Imagining what it must have been like,
For that was one of the hottest summers we have had for a while.
The poster says in big green letters everything must…
The ink had run from the recent snow we had fortunately got.
I thought maybe it said “everything must go”
Coming to the conclusion that is probably what it said
After I went through many different ideas in my mind,
But none of them exactly fit like “Go” did.
The old, new, and unknown posters
Still blow in the brisk winter air
Staying day in and day out
Being joined by new posters daily
By pedestrians walking on the sidewalk
And I wonder does anybody bother to read
The countless weathered sheets pinned loosely on this warn wooden post.
