In Other Words, secret treasure…

Someone’s junk is someone else’s treasure.
Thingummybobs and whatchermacallits considered Rubbish and Worthless become Ideal and Priceless.
Secret Treasure, depending on who’s buying.
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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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14 Responses to In Other Words, secret treasure…

  1. Sadje says:

    So right. One man’s junk can be another man’s treasure.

  2. Perpetua says:

    too funny, that’s why I like going to garage sale.

  3. Hélène - Willow Poetry says:

    Indeed, so true. Good write.

  4. Michael says:

    I have that thought everytime I have a garage sale.

  5. Nova says:

    So much truth:) Makes life so interesting ~

  6. Patricia says:

    That’s why my stuff goes to Goodwill. It’s still good but either I am tired of it or in the case of clothes it no longer fits. And sometimes I find a treasure myself! Thanks for linking your lines.

  7. pvcann says:

    Such fun, I love these lines

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