Shopping Therapy

There is something about seeing
those red shoes through a glass window
That tinge of joy as I picture
the size 7.5's perfect fit
And the 3.5 inches added
to my short vertical frame..
Closer to heaven I feel
Closer to the land of bliss

There is a whisper of relief which comes
and breaks all chains of misery
From a week full of hard toiling
and late nights with data files
When I see the golden clutch purse
on the silver coated sledge
Waiting for the meeting of our hands
Waiting to be taken home


There is a soothing sense of calm
which spreads through my body
At the soft touch of that silky scarf
as it wraps around my neck
And I forget but for a moment
a week, a month or two
Of how the days have been scornful
and the nights unending too

Wouldn't you feel a ray of joy
at the sight of the happy shoppers?
Wouldn't you see a fashionable tomorrow
when those jeans fit just right?
Wouldn't it seem like a fairy tale
when you find the right pair of shoes?
Wouldn't it be rather timely
When the sale is dreamily right?
Wouldn't the world be more colorful
when the flowered dress dazzles on you?

There's something about this feeling
that I really can't explain
That though it may only cost me
a dollar, a shilling or two
The walk, the sniff, the touch
the fit and company too
They bring a sense of newness
its therapeutic, I must say.