At Lady Bay

As i sat writing in a notebook on a park bench at Lady Bay

In the Winter sunshine of a July day

A young woman in passing stopped to me to say

Often see you here writing on passing this way

My curiosity she said has got the better of me

On what you have been writing do you mind if i see

As i am a writer of short stories myself and of published had a few

And on looking at what you write about i might learn something new

I gave her my notebook a few of my rhymes to read

She read a few and said this is not bad stuff quite readable indeed

You are the first rhyming buff i have met for a while

Now you kleep on rhyming she said with a smile

A pleasant Winter day in July of around fifteen degrees

As she went on her way her brown hair tossed in the breeze

Of her positive words i can only say

That meeting her did bring some joy to my day