she remembers the feeling
dim now and decades ago
swinging from the chandeliers
didn't happen often
but sheer joy when it did
they walk on by
going from a to b
the never ending rush
to be somewhere
the empty modern life
from which few escape
the only one who gives some
recognition is the hairdresser
who wonders where
she got her colour done
Your observations are of the 'excellent' variety! Cheers.
ReplyDeleteYes few escape the empty modern life. Thank you Rall for bringing smiles to our faces week after week at the Muse.
ReplyDeleteWonderful, Rall. I always enjoy your wry observations.
ReplyDeleteI'm reading this as an errant pulse through the city and it just makes me happy.
ReplyDeleteAlways, i leave your blog with a smile on my face.
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday.
Thanks for dropping by my blog.
Much💖love
Made me smile Rall. Wonderful write my friend. 😀👍🏼✌🏼Sad that this is the penultimate The Sunday Muse. 😕
ReplyDeleteTis sad indeed....Hope you are coping with everything in your world.
ReplyDeleteDelightfully amusing Rall!
ReplyDeleteThe modern life seen through observant eyes.
ReplyDeleteHi Rall
ReplyDeletei'm inviting you to Sunday Smiles at my Lunchbreak blog
Happy Sunday
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