A pair of love birds caught my eye
As I passed the pet shop
I stopped to watch them,
aware of their closeness
They held me there
longer than I intended
Life is not portable, I am late
Last night’s sleeping pills
Still groggy in mind
There is no guarantee in life
That a partner is out there
I pass through my old housing block
A small child with her helium balloon smiles
I drop my bad mood and smile back
I would like to collect smiles like that
To keep for a rainy day
If I had the power,
I would cull this dirty tenement block
Like so many I pass through on my way to work…
© Anita Dawes 2021
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
Excellent use of the words…Good one !
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Thank you, Cressida… 💕
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“I would like to collect smiles like that”
A beautiful line. It made me smile.
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Thank you, Diana, long time no see?
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I hurt my back (osteoarthritis) and was laid up. Still sore, but now I’m getting treated so it’s not as excruciating. Getting old is no fun at times.
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No, it definitely isn’t. Glad to hear you’re getting a little better. Backs can be such a nuisance…
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No kidding!
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I was in pain for 20 years, being told to just lie on a board. Turned out some of my discs were shattered and constricting my spinal cord. I had a laminectomy and haven’t look back!
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Ouch! I’m glad it worked.
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So am I, believe me…
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