To study closely the face of a stranger.
Strategies and patterns carved from well spent living.
Living in a hub-bub of city lights and fancies, strung together with strands of flippancy.
Watch children's faces glowing as they grow from innocence as they grow into experience.
Knowing not what lay in store and adulthood demands creep rapidly into sight.
The girls, they hang about in gangs of giggles.
Behind rose tinted spectacles, snatching quick glimpses of the things to come.
The lads kick language round the park, if they're not kicking each other.
Now and then a ball's in play.
The elderly couple shuffle on, they're on their way home.
The faces hold pictures of a world of their own.
She looked like Audrey Hepburn did.
Once upon a youthful time ago.
She kissed him goodbye as she got on her bus.
I wonder upon reflection.
What it was they made of us.
© LIVVI