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On the stool he stands
with carefree ease one foot in the air.
He is king on this sturdy old thing
claims it as a step ladder, to myself I shake my head,
« Should we take it home? » he says.
Ignoring the convincing chatter of reasons I should say no
I admire him, as he continues to balance with
His unawareness of a perfect pose.
So be it a stool for a step ladder.
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Looks like there might be some other interesting stuff in that store. A little brocante light.
Posted by: Diogenes | 05 March 2023 at 12:04 AM
very impressive!
Posted by: Nancy Doherty | 05 March 2023 at 12:21 AM
And with his hands in his pockets no less!
Posted by: Anne Maitland | 05 March 2023 at 07:01 AM
What a gem of a man he is and he has cornered the market on a fine balancing act! Cheers Jennie, NZ
Posted by: Jennifer Phillipps | 05 March 2023 at 09:02 AM
Fabulous shares always
Love Jeanne
Posted by: Jeanne | 05 March 2023 at 10:26 AM
Gotta love Yann!
Posted by: Kathy | 05 March 2023 at 11:40 PM
Stool looks like the right size for the little kiddos to sit on.
It's sweet,for sure.
But a step stool?
Oh my lanta!
Posted by: Susan in Zurich | 06 March 2023 at 07:25 AM
Love it!
Yes, a stool for reaching to the stars.
Posted by: marilyn | 09 March 2023 at 05:28 AM