LIVE LONG AND PROSPER! - A SNAPSHOT OF A PART OF MY DAY!Now I were walking down Queen Street
Having had most pleasing conversation
With two of my fellow '' Old Codges ''
Dear Llyde, and dear Patrick
We'd covered much, many subjects
Shock our walking sticks at Trump, May
Rees-Mog, oh what a treo they are!
WRONG, hear and over there!
Finished off their coffee, me my pot of tea!
Then we went our separate ways, steeping it out
With our walking sticks
On my way down Queen Street, I stopped,
To roll a cigaret, flick my unreliable lighter!
A young lad, walking up, took sympathy at my plight
Lit my now soggy roll up, smiling
I thanked him, said: '' May you Live Long And Prosper!''
His smile all the broader!
We pared, both getting on with our separate walks
As I were a walking, an old lad, sat on a bench
Spoke out to me, saying: '' I try not to use mine ''
'' As it courses me back much pain '' I reply, I'd stopped
To listen to what he had to say
I explained, I'd had had three slight strokes
''That affected my ear and so affected my balance''
He smiled, we, parted, as I were about to set off
I said: '' May You Live Long And Prosper! ''
Now he grind, we shook hands, two old blokes, friends well met!
ken d williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2017-10-25 at 19:33
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