Market day
From the hill they come with happy faces walking each one taking their places,
Baskets full of food to share
Market day was finally here,
Coming and going all day long
They all seem to be humming along to some kind of song,
Stopping to greet along the way
All the women seem to have a lot to always say,
As market day comes to an end
everyone bids goodbye to their long time friend,
It may have not been the best day for everyone but they all shore know how to have some good old fashioned fun in the sun.
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Blane r bunbury
Good poetry about Market Day Blane.
ReplyDeleteRené I thank you very much Iaappreciate it
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