On Finding Stumpy
I just can't help it
I never throw away
A piece that might be handy
In dozens of other ways
Oh, the treasure one can find
If you only stop to look
And take a little time
In one place such as this
I discovered "Stumpy"
I could not resist
Minus one hand
Missing some toes
He had a new fan
Sitting in my ferns
He smiles a lot
No concern for what he hasn't
Just proud of what he's got
Writing prompt from Tess Kincaid
18 comments:
Stumpy is a little cute, I must say. I suppose we can forgive him for his imperfections. :-)
:-)
I did expect to see your store in this post though. Is that it?
Another good one, Gail!
good write!!! have a nice Sunday
much love...
Stumpy is the poster child for so many things I can't pass up, throw out or give away............I feel ya sister.
awww I would have taken him home too! Have a great day!
love the poem, love stumpy and love thrift shops
This is a really good thing for us ALL to remember. He is so cute with his big smiling face!! Today's poem is awesome! A modern fable.
Nice looking thrift store!!!!
Oh poor but cute stumpy :-)
Sweet Stumpy, bet he fits right in near your water garden!
Love him:) Hug B
He is adorable.....:)JP
This was witty and fun to read and Stumpy has found a place to belong.
Hooray, he so needs a home and love and fun in the sun!
Isn't it just grand to sift through the thrift shop - peeking here and there and you have to go round a few times, for each time you see something that hadn't caught your eye the last trip around. I like this poem and "Stumpy" would be most welcome in my yard. Gotta love this poem. Hi n Hugz to all :)
And when Stumpy turns into a prince, what will HE look like?
What fun! I love tag sales, Flea Markets, thrift shops. I love "treasure hunting!"
haha
Stumpy is a real find!
;)
Stumpy made me smile...
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