Amazin’ how those olden places ever filled
with familiar faces still intrigue, went back t’
see th’ gang we knew for years; stall-holder
or pergola marketeers we were back then -
well, as we’ve retired, belatedly; tho’ they’ll
decree a welcome never ends. Caboolture
Market was the Sunday’s reminisce & best
pretends that it retains thematic hospitality
Few things have changed thru 20 years; if
what was true back then pertains today, at
least a customer will be respected as that
guest you needed greet, not as th’ bloody
pest who’d spoil your tea - gawking at the
fruit display suggests a question stands -
And even if you cannot understand those
queries hinted at, the theme remains that
helpfulness reflects the best of them and
we; it’s how I’ve always seen it be - & we
were there to see it grandly played again
just ever like we’d really never left
© 11 October 2015, I. D. Carswell
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