winter friday nights are special
end of the working week
drinks nibbles flowers jazz
the jonquils are out
on the walk down the hill
faces glow through the pub windows
happy chattering spikes the air
you say it's lovely to be home
there are days i really love my life
winter - friday night
faces glow like flowers in
soft lighting at the pub
Nice capture of time and place.
ReplyDeleteAh.. here we have summer lights.. rarely dark at all....
ReplyDeleteWish winter was here right now at my place!!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds lovely. So nice to hear "You say it's lovely to be home" and have that feeling of utter well-being.
ReplyDeleteSuch a heart-warming piece :)
ReplyDeleteThis was wonderful. Loved the feel and the atmosphere.
ReplyDeleteFaces as jonquils--reminiscent of a time in my life when I spent time meeting friends in pubs. Good times. The heart song matches.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and vivid images shape your poem nicely
ReplyDeletedrinks...nibbles...flowers...jazz... What an attractive line. What an attractive scene.
ReplyDeleteYou've evoked such a mood of contentment through your words here :-)
ReplyDeleteI love the blooming of Friday night faces. This makes me feel so happy. I needed it!
ReplyDeleteYou are very welcome. You have made my day too.This is why I write...to give happiness and joyl
DeleteLovely - both poem and haiku. You really conveyed the feeling.
ReplyDeleteI know just what you mean! Friday after work, the best of the week. My favorite day:)
ReplyDeleteAwesome Rall ...
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to being with friends and see the smiles once again.
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