Saturday Morning Poem by Audrey Heller

Come Saturday morning, it's a mad
dash to the beauty parlor. It's my day
to relax and have my hair done. It's
become a ritual, where I combine
business, being sociable and enjoy
a little fun. Every week, I see the same
familiar faces. Some, I know quite well.
It's a sort of a meeting ground. I call
it, show and tell. They're my Saturday
morning buddies. We have conversations,
that are very stimulating, as I love to hear
someone elses, point of view. I must admit,
it's opened my eyes, as I've learned a thing
or two. Unless something urgent comes up,
nothing can keep me away. As Saturday,
will always be, our very special day!