! ! Two Galahs - Poem by Alison Cassidy
with blushing bodices
and snow capped heads,
alighted on a steel pole
high above the busy intersection.
The winter wind whipped
and bumper to bumper traffic
growled and fumed,
as these rosy roosters
chatted and preened-
of peak hour,
or petrol prices,
or the agonizing effort of commuting.
Soon the traffic moved off,
and so did they -
leaving me with a smile
and a heart lighter than before.
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