Standing on Slabs

Mike Bell/ April 30, 2016/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

I have reached
That bagged-age
Standing still
Staring at pavements

A time-fixed thrill of
Watching traffic
Chatting to people
In shops and from pubs

Finding my peace
Stood on slabs
Wondering about
Wondering

It is a
Wonderful life
Wonderful
Still standing.