We’ve all found ourselves caught up in the practice of window shopping at least once in our lives. It is more apparent at this time of year, with the many quaint “shoppes” and kiosks set up for the Holiday season. Whether you are trolling your local mall, or traipsing down Main Street in search of a gift, let your imagination lead you to that window. What are you window shopping for? You’ll know it when you see it. Or it’s a secret desire for something. Imagine yourself in another time period or recall an excursion from your past. Take it wherever you wish. What kind of store are you browsing and what is that item? Your poem lies behind that sheet of frosted glass!
MARIE’S REAR VIEW WINDOW:
When I was a child, Christmas season included a trip downtown to window shop. Mom and Aunt Peg, my sister, our Grandma, and our cousins went together. My favorite was McKelvey’s Department Store, where our moms let us kids go to the fifth floor – the toy floor! Countless beautiful dolls, doll houses, trains, erector sets, life-sized stuffed animals, puzzles, paper dolls, coloring books and crayons galore, and a huge gumball machine. Imagine the magic! Not just a section, but an entire floor devoted to toys. And imagine the disappointment when Mom and Aunt Peg came through the elevator doors, and we knew it was time to leave.
No purchase needed
when you’re dreaming with cousins
and Santa’s in town.
© Marie Elena Good, 2019
WALT’S GIFT SHOPPE:
THE TRAIN STOP TRAIN SHOP
since I was a young lad
I had this fascination with toy trains.
no matter the gauge or line, I find myself
lost in daydreams of halcyon days.
steam vs. diesel, the mode didn’t matter,
life in miniature has its allure and I get
mesmerized whatever the size. thoughts
of recreating local landmarks remain.
my nose pressed to the front window always
leaves a stain. I’ve always loved trains.
© Walter J Wojtanik