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My Hobby My Addiction
Such joy I feel as I awaken, a brand new day ahead My soul so full of expectation leaping from my bed For today I am pursuing, my greatest love my hobby With Grandma’s brooch pinned on my coat I wave goodbye my spirits high, to folks I pass outside at last, I exit through the lobby As I hop and I skip trying hard not to slip So full of elation I arrive at the station Sitting back in my seat whilst resting my feet Let the train take the strain, hope for sunshine not rain Such historical grandeur can be seen in our city Plus the noise and the grime, inevitable such a pity We cross a London bridge spanning old Father Thames Dreaming of the fun to come whilst seeking hidden gems A feeling of euphoria is making me quite dizzy Embarking at Victoria, my goodness it’s so busy With my ticket in my hand as I stroll along the Strand A trip to the theatre, well there’s really nothing better My anticipation rising, well it isn’t so surprising As I enter the theatre an usher guides me to my seat I am soaking up the auras of the souls long gone before us And relaxing in my comfy pew await this special treat The drapes are looking sumptuous, rich and velvet, long and red As I wait for them to part to see the magic that’s ahead The excitement it is palpable sends shivers down my spine When the curtains draw back slowly and the spotlight starts to shine The show begins, transporting me way back into the past When the music plays much louder, my heart it beats so fast But finally the end is nigh, my spirit is still on a high So buoyant and emotional and sad I have to say goodbye Returning to the stage the Thespians bowing one by one The audience cheering loudly for the fine work they have done As slowly I begin to leave this famous London theatre Wishing I could visit weekly, as my soul would feel much better For my hobby and my passion is becoming my addiction, so for this my Doctor should prescribe a weekly ticket on prescription Written 28th January 2019 Hobbies Poetry Contest Sponsor: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver 6th place Contest Brian's Select 3 Sponsor Brian Strand 3rd Place
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