Trumpet Nov17 by Mark M. Redfearn battered brass trumpet tossed in a closet corner one thin note of grief Advertisements Related Post navigation ← Compost Fastidious → 2 comments on “Trumpet” christineevelynvance says: November 17, 2013 at 8:15 pm Like this. (The story of all our toys maybe; we’re thrilled for awhile, then some new thing takes its place.) Poor forgotten thing. 🙂 Reply Cathy Tenzo says: November 17, 2013 at 11:05 pm This is very evocative Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.