which makes her happy

almost everything i throw

away

setting

it out on the curb,

pictures, lamps,

rugs,

i see my neighbor lifting

them

and bringing

them home.

when i visit her for tea.

i see my old familiar things.

hanging on the wall.

the vase on the mantle.

a light by the tv.

new to her.

but old to me.

i sip my tea and compliment

her on her

sense of style

her decorating skills.

which makes her happy.