The Wooden Shop

The Wooden Shop Laughter mingled in the air, And happiness danced with immense flair, As they walked inside the vivid, wooden shop, Hearts reinforced by caffeinated drink drops! Colors painted across the small, glass spheres, As they walked hand-in-hand, nearer and near, Talking, and smiling, and teasing alike, For in those moments, they forgot life’s strifes, The beads weaved the golden seconds together, As they tried on the jewels and ambers, Each piece of jewelry engraved a new story, Each bracelet gleamed with childhood memories, Their bond stayed strong as the years turned gold, Their earrings still swung, proud and bold, And on one faithful day, it happened again, The wooden shop was still vivid and plain, The friends exchanged their life’s colors, Weaving beads and joy all together, Life had been tough, life had been hard, But in that moment, they forgot their scars, Laughing all their worries away, The bracelets gleamed golden all day, Happiness danced with immense flair, Once again, laughter mingled in the air! - Indrani A. Deo