With hands wrapped around a hot cup
of tea, i head out to the balcony and look
down at the street below.
Traffic moves at a sluggish pace;
a direct contrast to those on foot
who rush past with eyes straight ahead…
the honking of horns over muffled chatter.
i move inside, back to the warmth…
there is peace and quiet in my own little world.
Closing my eyes, i take a deep breath…
for in a few moments, i become one of them.
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
r
Best regards
David
Regis
Sheila
Axilea
Lovely moment well captured, keeping you balanced and sane.
John
Your poem is very tranquil and peaceful. It is lovely to watch people, like Sage said, it fuels our pens.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
fee
Your balcony is charming!
Blessings,
Christine
George
Love,
Sage