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THE BARBER SHOP

THE BARBER SHOP

Once a month come rain, shine or snow 
A monthly treat to the barbers I would go 
This barber shop is always busy and I had to wait a while 
As I waited for the same cut and the same style 

These boys at the barbers certainly know how to cut hair 
Treat their customers with politeness, respect and care 
Forty five minutes later my haircut was done 
Time to show it off in the warm summer sun 

So what if I  have little hair and its nearly receded 
This monthly trip to the barbers is just what I needed 

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KIERAN1369

Hi Cherie 

Many thanks for your lovely comment 

The last two lines are true !

Peace and joy 
Kieran x

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sparrowsong

Hello Kieran...

People would be shocked when my Dad would take me to the Barber...

It was so much better than when my Mother would take me to the Hairdresser...

I always requested the Barber before a recital...

Much better job...

Nicer too!

If I was a Guy, I would want to go every week...

Hair or no Hair...

Great write!

Thank you for the memories...

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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John Astley

Great, lifes simple meditation pleasures.a chance to think, talk and recharge your batteries!

John

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