A Shopping Trip

You pick a fine day so you're off to the stores, up and
down on the escalator to all different floors.
Into a shopping mall where life never stands still,
a shopper's dream that will fix and thrill.

by sylvia spencer Click to read full poem

Comments (6)

This is a very human condition, we spend so much because we are convinced that it will make us feel better, A great insight Love Duncan X
Wonderful poem, Sylvia. Your stories are so warm and human. They always touch my heart.. Love, Sandra
Very well described Sylvia, it's certainly a mammoth task. Lovely story captured here. Love Ernestine XXX
You make wonderful tales of the everyday things in life Sylvia. A fab read. (For my part I take on board what Michael has to say! ! ! !)
Another great read, one close to my heart, from me my cash will soon depart! My flexible friend is raring to go, I'll leave my worries till tomorrow. Excellent! Love, Fran xx
Always feed a man copious amounts of Merlot before breaking such news.