I sashay down the busy street
my reasoning is quite concrete
the storefronts offering sales and heat
my happy feet they keep the beat.
The many honking cars compete
and traffic lights keep traffic neat
I stop to gawk and take my seat
I watch the crowd without conceit.
As they walk by I look to greet
in case our eyes should chance to meet
and meeting them is such a treat
as I head home, my day complete.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2014
Shared with my friends at Poets United.