Two Galahs <br />with blushing bodices <br />and snow capped heads, <br />alighted on a steel pole <br />high above the busy intersection. <br /> <br />The winter wind whipped <br />and bumper to bumper traffic <br />growled and fumed, <br />as these rosy roosters <br />chatted and preened- <br />blissfully unaware <br />of peak hour, <br />or petrol prices, <br />or the agonizing effort of commuting. <br /> <br />Soon the traffic moved off, <br />and so did they - <br />leaving me with a smile <br />and a heart lighter than before.<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-galahs/
