Look at it— pink and small, with a cat’s face stitched to the leather, smiling as if it knows something about joy, about the swift, spontaneous dance of childhood.
Who left it here? Who forgot it? Was there a rush, a tumble into arms, or only the silent, careless way things are lost on the edge of a busy world?
But here it is, waiting in the open air, a tiny relic of running feet. And isn’t it a kind of miracle to be reminded, so simply, how small we begin, and how much we leave behind?
Dave Stankowicz is a retired educator who lives on an island off the coast of Portland, Maine with his wife Debbie Jordan and their dog Cody. Liberated from the responsibilities of teaching he has found the space and time to pursue so much that interests him. Dave is the former host of the WMPG radio show Palm Wine Radio, and currently hosts Next To Silence - an hour long show that explores different themes, genres, artists and record labels. Next to Silence can be streamed live on Peaks Island Radio at https://peaksislandradio.com on Mondays and Fridays @ 7:00 PM EDT, and Tuesdays @noon. You can also stream archived shows at his site (category: next to silence)
He continues his lifelong efforts to master space and time.
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Boho Dreams of Space and Time 
I love this! So touching; so poignant.
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Thank you so much!
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nice poem, I think the first stanza’s rhythm really makes it work nicely…
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