There on the path you walk everyday a piece of paper catches your attention.
Can it be used in your trash project?
A letter. Or a note. Handwritten.
“Where did you go? I have been waiting. I waited.
are you gone? Did you leave, for good.
I am waiting. ”

I really like it!! I thought it was very good, but I suggest you leave off the sentence, “Did you leave, for good.”
Joy,
Thank you. I will take your suggestion under advisement. Can you tell me why it doesn’t work?
Your imagination runs a riot when finding a note such as that . I sometimes find shopping lists in trolleys and they fascinate me what people buy or sometimes there might be messages , doodles , telephone numbers . Amazing …a peep into someone life .
Cherryx
Cherry,
So true! The blog was to evoke such a thought, or stir your imagination!
Thank you!
I like this, Jeff. The mood it suggests. Waiting…so many options… I especially like finding a handwritten note.
Kathy,
Thank you so very much! I felt a handwritten note more intimate, more ageless as well! I think the mood maybe ambiguous…
Fine. Still waiting.
Bala,
Thank you!
Such mystery Jeff. Reminds me of fall and endings.
Terrill,
Thank you. That could very well be. as one season ends and another begins this very day!
good job! I liked it, left the reader wondering. How long will they wait ?
Thank you Joy! Maybe there is another story!
another story would be great, as I wait I will make up in my mind what happened 🙂
I like it. I like it a LOT!
Laurie,
Means a great deal coming from you! Thank you very much!
Jeff, that cop should be reprimanded for delinquency of duty. He only asked for your license and insurance. What about your registration? 🙂 I must say I loved this evocation of a carefree, meditative day that quickly grew tense and fearful. I can recall my own brushes with the law, though never for speeding as I am very conservative on that count. But for overdue inspection of an illegal turn, I was pulled over too. And I well remember the sigh of relief when I averted a costly ticket. Such a wonderful bit of prose here about how emotions turn on a dime, and of the appeal of the scenic outdoors. Lovely.
You know Sam, I knew there was something else that would be required, I just couldn’t think of it!
Thank you for your comments here of the shift in atmosphere!