Beauty is found in airline seats
Where a little family greets us
On their way to London Town.
Their mother’s eyes aglow with the beauty
One may know is her love for her little ones.
Beauty is found in an accent recognised
In a bustling bus queue
As a lovely Darwin female says
“Join me here.”
Beauty is found in the methodical air of
A stewardess following the line
Of passengers to check that all
Are there to enter the deck aboard.
Her beauty is seen in her assiduousness
To not leave out a single one.
One other scene of beauty is enjoyed
By staff employed in a restaurant
As the first diners arrive.
All care descends as they strive
To share and explain all there is to name
On menu and wine list.
It wasn’t to be missed
But miss them we did after retiring from their care.
Simon C.J. Falk 28 September 2018
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