After the Love

Driving home late last night I caught a glimpse of something sad in the alley. There, next to the dumpster, was a sure sign that the romance has disappeared for one of my neighbors.

There it was. A valentine's teddy bear, thrown away like garbage.

But not even like garbage... I mean garbage at least makes it into the trash can!!! The owner of this bear must've been so over the teddy-bear-giver that she couldn't even bother to lift the lid...and make the effort to get the discarded love-token actually into the dumpster. So there it sits... next to the dumpster. Beat up and dirtied, waiting for a dog to come by and pee on it.

It inspired me to write a poem... a haiku if you will... in honor of this sad site:

Next to the Dumpster

She must hate his guts

Tossed away with pure disdain

Teddy bear trash heap