Living the slow life
Living slow. Living life, the old, old way
Gently swaying along at a pace so slow
From the pane-less window I view
History alive in faded signboards
And stately mansions stand tall and proudWithered and worn with stories to tell
Battered and weary, but eloquent with tales
Of a time of glory and abundant riches
Music and laughter of generations gone
Hoping someday, will glory returnA single ring of an age old bell
A crank of the brass lever on tram-chalo’s left
A creak and shudder, as brakes come on
Someone leaves and the next arrivesExperiencing life the way it can be
Slow and steady with views stunning
Unhurried, at times even still
As an errant cow decides to stay on track
Life goes on anyway, though slowA crank on the lever
The ring of an age old bell
And the tram with a shudder and a creak
Gently rolls on, on and on©MVJ Simon 2023
Author: | bittersweet (MVJ Simon) on Wednesday, 27 Sept. 2023 |
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