A Day Out
An escape from the unceasing pressure,
To enjoy a whole day at leisure,
To savour the mouthful you didn’t cook,
Sit on a train and read a book,
To watch a weird and wonderful world go by,
So very many things to fantasize
On a nice day out:
What would it be like to put down roots here?
How would it feel if that man called you ‘dear’?
What became of the last person who didn’t mind the gap
Between the train and the platform’s edge?
What’s hiding behind that hedge?
And then there is so much to explore,
Brand new things to like,loathe or adore,
A vigorous workout for the senses,
A mini-break from all of life’s messes,
The thrill of being ever so slightly lost,
And the temptation to call your boss
And apologise but you’re not coming back,
You’ve started a new life 17 stops down the track,
But when the sun starts to fade,
All those dreamy plans you’ve made
Start wagging their fingers like a cross Aunt
Telling you reasons you shouldn’t and can’t,
So you pick up a trinket or two
To remind you of a very different you,
That you got to know for only a day,
And hope the memory will linger and stay
Because you much preferred her that way –
The me that you met for that day.
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