Like bards
they travel from shop to shop
the staff
a captive audience
Their purses empty
Their hearts and minds
bursting
with stories to tell
Most are old as time
a lost job
a lost love
an illness to be reckoned with
Every once in a while
something unique
makes it's way to my little corner
Causing me to give pause
to reflect
to reconsider
The doctor is in
5 cents please
