Memories and Prayers
Missed Connections in Pittsburgh
A small leather holder that was given to me holds my bus pass.
Almost everyday when I grab it,
I say a little prayer (or just a few words)
asking the original owner to look out,
or give peace, or just bless the one who gave it to me.
For whatever has happened or been said,
my heart will not let me stop caring.
I hold close to all memories and things.
Maybe because I want to keep a bit of hope alive,
maybe because I want to hold onto some joyous memories,
or just maybe because I will always care/love.
Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:
I’ve held on to this missed connection for some time waiting for the right moment to share it. There’s something incredibly beautiful, emotional, about this message – how an object as simple as a leather holder can hold such meaning for those of us who, like our Pittsburgh poet, just won’t stop caring. Someone has to keep the hope and joy alive, right? As I drive through the streets of Steel City today I’ll be keeping this person in my thoughts.
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