Coloured lights dance upon the wire,
waiting for dusk.
Nearby, brown vinyl couches, faded and worn
stare out to sea
like an old married couple.
Now I feel guilty – must try not to be a brown vinyl couch on the verandah of life!
No guilt! It’s a lovely way to pass the time…
Perhaps not as old as some, I am part of that ‘old married couple’ and am quiet content. *sigh*
I think the old vinyl couches seemed quite content too, contemplative and content!
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