Shopping

Shopping is a sport for the young All it means to me now Is nonchalant window shopping But every once in a while I am struck in breathless awe In front of some fashion display I catch myself feeling ageless Excited and alive Delicious and vibrant Fashion high heels sexy curves Feeling most nostalgic with That slightly elevated heart pulse Drooling a bit in retrospect Yet all I can do is chuckle As I catch in the mirror The reflection Of years gone by Resign myself I’ve had my turn Never thinking the years Would so vanish in a flash posted on January 17, 2019

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Timothy Mcguire

Date: 1/18/2019 9:52:00 PM

All ages have their own beauty and I am sure you've had each one.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/18/2019 11:19:00 PM

Thank you so much for your lovely visit and compliment, Timothy. Most appreciated.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 1/18/2019 6:39:00 AM

They do go fast; too fast. Online shopping...after awhile one gets desperate. Great poem.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/18/2019 6:54:00 AM

Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, ML.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/17/2019 10:12:00 PM

"resign myself I have had my turn". Line, I am usually wearing a zip up fluffy, furry zebra suit with a pink hood and a tail. My most comfortable outfit. I wear it to school on Pajama Day also. You wrote this one for me.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/17/2019 11:55:00 PM

LOL yes for you and a great many ladies in the same boat. Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Caren.