At the farmers market,
I inhale smiles of friends,
feel the flute music,
relish the flowers in bouquets.
Then at the church sale
I’m graced by welcomes
and a two dollar
purchase of a silky robe,
novels and a blank journal.
On my way home,
four people sitting on a lawn
in a row of kitchen chairs,
enthusiastically applaud
a cartwheeling girl in pink tights.

Lois Scorgie moved to Eau Claire in 1999. She's been published in the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets calendar, the Eau Claire Leader Telegram, and Country Today. You can read more by Lois here.

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