On Flinders Street in winter's breath,
Where light is low and still as death,
A family walked through morning's grey,
Their shapes cast long in soft decay.
One teenage boy stepped just ahead,
His gaze afar, thoughts loosely spread.
Behind, the father pushed the pram,
Its wheels in rhythm, slow and calm.
A younger child lay nestled deep,
Half-dreaming in a winter sleep.
The city's stir passed all around,
Yet peace within that pram was found.
The mother walked with silent grace,
Dark glasses veiled her watching face.
She turned to me—no smile, no frown,
Just knowing as she looked me down.
No need for words, no need for sound,
The tramline sang, the world spun round.
And in that frame of black and white,
They carried love through morning light.
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ReplyDeleteNow most unmarried now
Delete...a family on the move.
ReplyDeleteNavigating in the city
DeleteLooks like a lovely day for a family outing!
ReplyDeleteHarmony it seems
DeleteWhile the parents hesitate, the child explores everything, discovering new worlds.
ReplyDeleteGreat image!
They are probably lost
DeleteCon esos dos niños que lo acompañan. No hay tiempo para el aburrimiento.
ReplyDeleteUn abrazo.
Mad hours
DeleteLooks like the youngster in the stroller is about to lose a shoe. The rest of the family is unaware, but that little guy is watching you.
ReplyDeleteYou are right!
DeleteLovely family.
ReplyDeleteFun in the street
DeleteNice
ReplyDeleteA lyrical tableau of rare finesse. The atmosphere evoked carries a subtle elegance, and the delicate emotions blend beautifully with vividly sensitive imagery. You've captured the beauty of everyday moments with refinement, turning a simple walk into a poetic reverie.
ReplyDeletesweet family
ReplyDeleteUna bonita instantánea de esa familia que pasea por la ciudad.
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