Dead on, Max
how it goes....
we too were in a store, but I will say that everyone there did stay
silent for a minute as requested. And this year I did remember to wear
my poppy....
Doug
On 16-Nov-06, at 12:09 AM, Max Richards wrote:
>
> Saturday morning in the shopping mall,
> early November, my eye falls
> on the reinstated Nativity scene,
> rough plaster animals, Holy
> Family like unwelcome migrants,
> Wise Men behaving anomalously.
>
> Next, nearby, a vast shiny
> green red and gold contraption ready
> to serve as Santa's cave.
> His old throne awaits his advent.
>
> The p.a. system forces Christmas carols
> in all ears. Till - cutting across,
> comes a bugle call, and a voice intoning
> At the going down of the sun...
> Right now of course it's just eleven a.m.
>
> Older folk freeze, stand at attention.
> Most aren't listening, or
> don't know what it's for.
> I put down the bargain book
> I was fingering, and note I've yet again
> neglected to take a poppy
> from the old man with a tray.
>
> Max Richards
>
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