The hands that never left

A walk down the little China street
Shaking a leg to the musician's beat
Swag of the uber fashionista
Clip clop ride on the horse chariota

Run away to the movies at the mall
Fresh food at the Victorian market stall
People watching at the fed square
Lipsmacking potato strips on the fork pair

Lush gardens with many a beautiful fountain
Served with entrees at the chilli Indian
Haggling for knick knacks on display
Watching fairy penguins on a cloudy day

Boutique shops on alleys with old vibes
Neon-lit nightclubs for the footloose types
The tireless flow of the Yarra waters
Casino's towers ablaze with spewing fires

Course through the city on the trams
Blue-eyed babies hopped onboard in prams
Colourful beachhuts along the Brighton shore
St Kilda, Chelsea, Sorrento and more

Yatchts docked on the quiet harbour
Abandoned cow fallen on the tree corner
Swimming pools, balls and racquets galore
Sequin dressed maidens on the ice floor

Tunneling through trains to far away burbs
Early spring witnessed the tulip bulbs
Cruising on road the winding ocean drives
Plummeting deep into the gold mines

All this journey was a golden chance
To go places down under locking her arms
Far away she goes leaving the happiness bereft
Testimony to it were the hands that never left