On a Sidewalk Sale Saturday

On a Sidewalk Sale Saturday

and the weather was just fine,

on a Sidewalk Sale Saturday

and I knew some great sale I’d find,

but on that sun-filled, breezy day

a little yellow piece of paper I’d find

swirling and twirling the morning away.

It caught my eye.  What did I find –

a secret love note?  Oh, what did it say?

I looked up and saw a wrinkled face so kind

but focused on that piece in just the same way.

A granny face, soft – she gave no mind

to anything else that day – no sway.

Her eyes followed like it was her own find,

maybe to her mind a note from a lover far away,

way back in time. Such resolve is hard to find.

And just then, the mysterious note flew away.

It just up and left without giving us any mind.

Her eyes looked into mine. She didn’t look away.

Then she winked as if to say

It wasn’t our day to make a great find

On a Sidewalk Sale Saturday.