Is it neglect that rendered me so useless,
set my joints to collapsing – now a heap?
That which we no longer tend to,
loses lustre, less profit to reap…
When we store our dreams in corners,
time usurping promises, visions asleep…
Cherishing is what’s needed, for self, for hopes,
for environment: the fallout for neglect too steep.
(Photos from personal collection. Post written for Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: Neglected.)