I'm not one to walk too fast so I slinged along at my own pase. . Besides, I always hear an inner voice reminding me not to hurry, how I'd miss so much. What the hell's the worry?
I always listen and take heed knowing well the futility of rushing, how it creates a flurry, and multitasking is not as marvellous as some imagine.
Continuing at my own pace, seeing, hearing, smelling, touching and tasting, living life to the full. The scent in the air was at evenings best. The colours of new shoots, and Spring buds stopped me in my tracks. Shaking the hand of an old friend I met, and making a plan to meet up again, ended in hugging.
I heard a man singing!
" Lady in Red - You look wonderful tonight"
A gorgeous man, descending from a roof top continued singing
"I have been blind, you're dancing with me ... You look wonderful tonight"
I wondered might he be in love, I guessed he must be, he seemed very happy. Perhaps he had a wife, girlfriend, maybe a lover. I was living through him, enjoying these attributes, wishing good things for him.
I couldn't wait to get home, though not in a hurry, to taste the apple crumble I'd baked earlier. To play the song, "Lady in Red" you're dancing with me.
To capture his feelings of love, in a song.
Most of imy poems come from real life experiences.. This is one!