the bayside town

it's a small town

by the bay. a village of

sorts with

cottages of bright canary

yellow

and robins egg blue.

emerald green with white

trim,

gables and screened in porches.

fire pits

and lawn chairs too.

the shops go from one end

to the other.

antiques

and gifts. sea wear,

anchors to hang on some wall.

pictures

of sailboats,

of fish, from mackerel

to trout,

to salmon and herring.

candles and t-shirts,

don't forget those,

perhaps a dress, or a flowing

scarf, jewelry

as well.

confectionary treats abound,

there's a bakery

and three ice cream shops

to peruse.

it's a small town.

women love it.

they can't get enough of it.

while the men get dragged along.

holding small bags,

hiding their frowns,

their long day blues.