The SpaA Poem by ChristineMusings one day in the spa.The Spa
Overhead lights mark columns on the water Down which elderly women make their stately way Slowly up and down, up and down Sporting latex crowns in black and gold And expressions of grim determination The Monarchs of the pool © 2014 ChristineReviews
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StatsAuthorChristineHereford, Herefordshire, United KingdomAboutHi, I am a mother of two grown up daughters. I work as a gardener and have been writing for many years. I love to write poems and I belong to a poetry group, but also I write children's stories, esp.. more..Writing
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