47 Getting real in Scicli

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Getting real in Scicli

Warm rain rinses marble cobbles textured
With the hammer to prevent a slip.
Comfort to a gentleman in Scicli
As he crosses Montalbano’s square,
Anxious to avoid a broken hip.
Two girls stalk past in full pride
Of their youth and beauty,
Strutting on the highest heel
Without a care.
Not breaking stride
They pass me by.
I’m not there.
Moral?
Get real!
And take it steady.
Watch where you put your stick.
Don’t lean on it or it’ll skid and then you’ll fall.
And when you reach the steps, be sure you’re ready
To take the arm of your spouse. If you feel a bit unsure
Take them one at a time. Better be safe. There’s no shame.
(Those floozies have long since vanished into Via Whatshisname.)
‘Let’s have coffee in Gianni’s. This shower seems to be easing after all.’