Wednesday, 15 March 2017

Talk and a smile


I was watching as I often do
Drinking my coffee eating my bun
It is one of my pleasures still
Now my age is nearly eighty one

 She sat at a table close by me
Finishing her snack now looked at mine
Had lost her right arm so used her left
Reading the newspaper on page nine

 We chatted about not much at all
Of her marriages and children too
Her time in Uni and her working life
Even her lost arm was not taboo

 Then as she started to take her leave
She thanked me for the conversation
It's easy to brighten someone's life
With talk and smile, no obligation

 Image found at www.onlymelbourne.com.au

 This in fact happened to me the other day as I had a cappuccino in town; the only problem with chatting for about an hour with a stranger was that when I finally grabbed the paper from her I found she had done the crossword which I like to do each day!
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16 comments:

  1. Thotpurge15 March 2017 at 04:29

    Absolutely right! Sometimes all we look for is a kind work and a smile, and somehow the day feels better and life can go on.

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  2. Susan15 March 2017 at 04:38

    Love it! Love the rhyme, too, as you draw me into the story of such warmth with no obligation. The enjoyment spills over. And about the crossword puzzle? You were kindred spirits.

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  3. Therisa's World15 March 2017 at 04:58

    Sometimes, just having someone to talk and listen to us, is more valuable than gold. Love the ending, of your poem, Robin, as I was laughing, at the finished crossword puzzle.

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  4. Sanaa Rizvi15 March 2017 at 05:46

    I love this ❤️ seems like we were both thinking around lines of the same theme this week Robin. Love "It's easy to brighten someone's life with talk and smile, no obligation." Beautifully penned.❤️

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  5. Sumana Roy15 March 2017 at 05:47

    yes we live for that actually...a few kind words & thanks for the smile :)

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  6. Samyuktha Semi Jayaprakash15 March 2017 at 06:44

    That's all it takes :)
    and yet it's so hard for many of us.
    Nicely written

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  7. annell415 March 2017 at 07:30

    ah....you can never really trust a stranger....but they can be fun to talk to. I have had people I don't tell me the most inimate things, perhaps because we were strangers and they thought they would never see me again.

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  8. indybev15 March 2017 at 08:14

    Connecting with strangers is a gift .. to both! I love the rhyming cadence of your words!

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  9. Sherry Blue Sky15 March 2017 at 09:05

    You are always so kind, Robin. I can see you extending your kindness in many interactions through your days. This is a lovely scene to envision. It likely brightened both your days.

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  10. Sheilagh Lee15 March 2017 at 09:27

    sometimes the connection with strangers is just amazing and enlightens your life as much as theirs

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  11. Bekkie Sanchez15 March 2017 at 09:52

    I love people watching and talking to strangers! It not only lifts my day, it does there's too.

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  12. J.N.T.15 March 2017 at 18:56

    great poem. thanks for the sweetness.

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  13. purplepeninportland.com15 March 2017 at 19:37

    Each a friend and former stranger. How lovely, Robin.

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  14. rallentanda16 March 2017 at 08:44

    Sticky bun coffee and strangers. Good resources for writing poems. Always more enjoyable when they have a real life ring to them leaving the reader wanting to know more.
    How did she lose her arm?
    Did you get her number?

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  15. Magical Mystical Teacher16 March 2017 at 12:35

    I'm so sorry that you missed doing the crossword! :)

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  16. Mary16 March 2017 at 15:53

    It really is good to make use of those opportunities to brighten someone's life. It costs nothing, and it feels so very good! She WILL remember you, that is for sure.

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