Decisions

Let’s go to the ‘King’s Head’,
someone said.
It may have been the wife
and it made sense.
What better place to go to
than that sanctum sanctorum,
the snug, to make decisions
which are part and parcel of life?
Cocooned from the raging wind
buffeting the countryside
we sat by a roaring log fire
quaffing large quantities of ale
and forgot the quagmire.
Our thoughts turned instead
to foreign shores,
to places such as Italy and Spain
that might provide relief
from the incessant rain.
Then gradually, and boldly,
we expanded our horizons
and dreamt of exotic holidays:
exploring the jungle of Borneo,
diving from the cliffs at La Quebrada,
riding bareback in a rodeo
or visiting the deserts of Nevada.
We studied the atlas at length
and finally reached a consensus:
the location that received top mark
was none other than our local park.

© Luigi Pagano 2014