Ladies At Lunch
No smart phones,
No worries,
Connecting just to our own identities.
Our voices new and unique melodies,
To the ears of each other heard infrequently.
Finding not only joy in the great things of life,
But also in the little things,
A floral arrangement,
A fireplace,
Good food,
Good company,
Sharing ourselves for just a moment,
of peace.
Before the fray is joined again.
Copyright © Randolph Byrd | Year Posted 2016
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