In that lazy evening of young winter
we dawdled along the city paving
hand in gloved hand's reassurance
gazing into shop window displays
imagining future's quiet adventures
willing the careless dusting of snowfall
to cast it's white christmas promise
and carpet our newfound wonderland
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dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My mind drifted back to young adult days when shop window displays encouraged to aspire. One evening came to mind, leisurely strolling home arm in arm after a night out.
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Beautiful words and memories d a.
Andy
Thank you sir.
very moving walk down memory lane dear friend
Shop windows seemed so appealing back then.... did i just get old and lost interest? Thank you Fay, they were magic times.
A great memory so well captured.
A good few snippets of memories thrown into one to be honest, but hey, that's poetry (well my kind anyway). Thank you M.E.
.. even as we approach our newest spring, not a single word here feels out of place ......................... Neville
Bring on that spring please, gimmie some warmth. I'm trying to see how little heat I can survive on due to horrendous price hike. Managed to use less than half the gas than last February - sat in a scarf, woolly hat and overcoat LOL.
Such a lovely memory. I enjoyed looking into shop windows with some wonderful displays.
Do you still though? I don't... did i just get old and lose interest or what LOL.
Yes so lovely! Hope and the dreams of Tomorrow! Future awaits and holds great treasures! 💖
Yep, tomorrow is the day...bring it on.
I am sorry to hear about your cancer. I would never make light about such a terr affliction. Cancer took my Mom at 59. Pray, write and laugh. By the way, your poem of window shopping was winsome and tender. Yours, Tj Struska
No praying mate... just be positive minded, face the music and get on with it.
Beautiful memories of a beautiful time. Beautifully written.🌞🕊😀
Careless dusting by dusk arising,..it has a nice ring to it. It sounds like a nice introduction as you approach the stage for a poetry reading.🌞✌️🕊
LOL sounds more like a clumsy pastry cook.
😂😂😂🌞🕊
da,
Ahh…memories…lovely memories.
‘So it's the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember
The way we were
The way we were’
One of my favorite songs. It brings back a time of happiness that’s worth remembering, especially during these difficult times.
Thank you for sharing.
Laura🌻
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