A heart, a heart cut out of construction paper; it was red construction paper. Perhaps it was from the "holiday" that has just passed us by. I saw it floating in the air landing on the roadway, only to be swept up again by the Lincoln Navigator or Honda Accord that passed over it. I could not discern any legible language on it; I might be overlooking the simplicity of it. After all, it could just be a heart; a heart that belongs to anyone but I believe it was intended for someone special, possibly a mother. I'm sure there is some type of symbolism related to this, but I can't find it.
As I was driving into work today, I saw this.
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On a glass half full day - I'd say that you witnessed someone's expression of love. However cheesy or manufactured or conjured, the emotion is still love that you witnessed. A red construction paper heart - the universal symbol of unconditional love.
That makes sense, although I was thinking more along the lines of a piece of crappy artwork that some proud 1st grader made in class to take home to give to his/her mother for Valentines Day. Only to be held in place on the refrigerator, by a magnetic cutout of chucky cheese on a skateboard, for a brief period of time before making it's way "accidentally" to the trash bag with “Mom’s Chicken Special”, the Have You Seen Me postcard, and the designer checks and labels advertisement that came in the mail that day. Now here’s where the real meaning comes in, you see, mom forgot to close the trashcan lid tight and over night the gusty wind blew it right off. By morning a feisty flock of seagulls had ripped into the trash bag and vandalized the driveway with Mom’s Chicken Special. Throughout this horrific ordeal the paper heart had broken free and had been lifted to the skies on its new journey.
So there you have it, the world as I see it, and always remember:
“Let a seagull set your heart free.”
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