I've noticed shops open up here like flowers
Responding to the light of the sun: Unraveling their petals to reveal their substance, Offering sustenance to any passerby. Traffic moves like conversation between siblings, Full of interruptions and squeals and gestures, Sometimes bickering, and still we all go along together, Flowing around each other organically. Laundry and flower boxes hang indiscriminately From windows, waving away pretense in an instant, For we all have clothes to dry and beauty to share, And the open air is a good place to let things breathe. Children join the throng out in the streets In all their brightness and brashness, Zipping through on scooters and bikes, Or sleeping easily in the tumble of activity. Greetings bubble up like laughter From one neighbor to another, Coffee bar chatter pops and rumbles, too, Like the clatter of the high heels on the sidewalk. Comments are closed.
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