Finding January Sunshine
January 22, 2014
and … City Bananas
We are city bananas; know all about cars.
We’re au fait with hoteliers and tourists and bars;
Know a bus from a taxi, there’s no flies on us,
Though we do grow on trees and we don’t catch the bus.
We’re here in Madeira, come cloud or come shine,
Though we’re small and we’re green, we’ll turn yellow in time.
Our relations are mostly in countrified spaces,
But us? We’re bananas about city places.
poem © Celia Warren 2014
Hope you find – or make – sunshine wherever you are!
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