Flea Market Finds – a reflection
I see wheels and pictures
And wonder what machine they ran
And who drove them.
Dishes, crocks, teapots and tools
Flea market find
Yesterday someone’s livelihood
And good night stories.
We shop and look and like and love
The new treasures
That we have the perfect place for
I wonder who, what, when and where about
The stories behind the finds
The lives lived before
They were flea market finds……