Waking up a summer's day,
Alive with busting heart.
Summon on my jobs to hand,
And make a cheerful start.
To the bank an open door,
Is slammed upon my face.
So ignorant in character,
This madding human race.
The thing behind the counter,
I joke, she stares at me.
Rolls her eyes and files her naiIs,
At my stupidity.
Seething deep I soon forget,
And merry on my way.
I need a bit more stamina,
To help me through this day.
Off in town around the shops,
For them to bump and push.
A mass of people oh so rude,
And thoughtless in there rush.
Engulfed by supermarket place,
I walk the misery isles.
Cheerful in my character,
Though checkout wear no smiles.
Such hard work this weary day,
Trudge home the weighty food.
A sweet old lady smiles at me,
Oh please, not in the mood.
Mrs Linda Catherine Hind
Highfield Road
Farnworth
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