U is for Underground

UNDERGROUND

Beneath our feet
get around
without the street.
Thru the pedway
walk downtown
the second city
and to the subway.
Underground.

Tiny freight trains
once got around
abandoned tunnels
still abound.
And for our water,
deep, deep down.
Those secret tunnels
Underground.

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Perfect Day

Anticipating A Perfect Day (a poem)

The winter here is dragging on,
I’m eager for the summer.
Sunny days, warm nights and rain
that make us want to putter.
We’ll drink and dance
explore the town. Come mid July,
“It’s much too hot!”
No one of us dare utter.

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Living A Perfect Day (in pictures)

A morning class outdoors:

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A nice breakfast (preferably out).

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A day at the beach.

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Al fresco dining at dusk.

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mmmmmm ….. oysters

perfect day 5

Dancing to live music.

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The end.

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 A Perfect Day (in song)