My husband is not in town. He’s miles away in another country. And it’s our 10th wedding anniversary today. Sob..sob 😦
It’s weird, but if we were together here today, I would have loved to do this –
A bus ride to the old city market; solemn faces, sleepy nodding heads, grinning school boy.
The criss- cross of narrow cobbled lanes;push, jostle, get lost in the crowd.
Colorful knick knacks hang outside small shops;stretch out and give the wind chime a little nudge.
The huge mounds of marigold, chrysanthemum, tuberose in big cane baskets – what riot of colors !(Maybe , he’ll buy me a red rose ).
On the footpath sits the old astrologer and his parrot ;stop by him and listen to his prediction.
Plop ! Plop ! raindrops hit the dusty pavement; run for cover.
The strong smell of filter coffee fills the old coffee shop; seat back and relax.
Wander and get lost again,this time down the memory lane.
In response to Daily Prompt – RSVP.Plan the ultimate celebration for the person you’re closest to, and tell us about it. Where is it? Who’s there? What’s served? What happens?