I Have a Blue Badge
>This must be my last poem today, as I must away. Plus I might get told off for posting too many. I have a Blue Badge, because I have difficulty walking distances, even short ones, sometimes. The novelty if that’s the correct word in having a Blue Badge, is you are allowed to park in special disabled bays, provided you are there at the right time, of course. These times can be found on notices, if you look hard enough, sometimes they are quite high on a pole sometimes on a brick wall. Others low down , but there’s always one around somewhere.
This happened on the 7th July 2016 to me
I have a Blue Badge
It is dull and damp outside.
Summer at last is here.
Kids had their school sport's day yesterday.
I know some were near.
Could I park anywhere,
by my local shops, want to know?
There is a brief answer,
and that is no.
I thought, well that is okay.
As I have Blue Badge, you see.
First there was a white van parked.
The wrong way, crossing two parking lanes,
right where I could be.
I did return later to see a black car parking there.
But of a Blue Badge, I saw nought.
And then I began to despair.
Just as well my hair was short.
Or I would have pulled it out just there.
I did find it empty space.
Not too far away.
Saw the owner of that black car in that disabled bay.
Fly along the path, I say.
I did not approach that high flyer.
I mean, why should I?
She was moving so quickly.
Might have been an angel spy.
You see I have some angel friends.
Who keep watch over me.
Sent two recently to a relation.
As she needed them you see.
So, just in case that fast woman.
In that black car yesterday.
Was an angel spy, or someone else’s angel,
I kept quiet the other day.
And that ladies and gentlemen.
Is all I’ve got to say.
It goes without saying if someone can float along the pavement as fast as that lady did. She must have been an angel. And with mine you must not kid. As they fly above me. And like them birds you see. High up in the sky, you never know what they might drop, on me. Best be safe than sorry. Now, where has that sun gone? (the mad Author.)<
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