Closing down

A great big placard
Closing down
50 per cent off
A tiny town

A garden centre
One hundred years
At least of business
A time for tears

Empty shelves
Not many plants
A few seed packets
Left to chance

Some dusty stock
Some christmas fayre
But not much else
Today was there

A beautiful white cat
Eyes closed tight
So resolutely
In the light

Resting
Caring little for
The business
Seemingly
knew the score

The lease was up
They want to build
One women clearly
she concealed
Her sadness
but she diligently
Re Positioned the shelves
most carefully

In Alphabetical order
they
Looked attractive
anyway
“Will”was on hand
to do his best
Answering really to any test

This had been happening since july
With little left for passers by
9 till 6 pm each day she was there
Doing her best and clearly did care

A sterling character I would say
Untarnished and unsullied in every way
Which I told her anyway

The current state economically
Businesses feeling the trend some be
Closing selling what they can
Big and small its down the pan

Closing down the shelves were bare
And very few people were buying there
A few pansies thats about
All they had but lots of doubt

That energy of a bygone time
Would die a death just like a rhyme
Written for somebodys day
Somebody who had passed away