A son strides forward, brisk and sure,
A mother trails in softer blur
Her thoughts perhaps a step behind,
Or tangled somewhere in her mind.
He scans ahead, the world in frame,
Unbothered by the passing game;
She leans into a quieter pace,
Reading stories in each face.
Between them hums a silent thread
Of things not said, but always said;
For even out of step they move,
In that familiar, human groove.
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I love this so much! It took me back to when I visited almost a decade ago. Now I really want to plan another trip! I can't wait to see what else you post!
ReplyDeleteThanks. Street is theatre play
DeleteCoses que es diuen en silenci.
ReplyDeleteSalutacions.
The variety of people
DeleteNice
ReplyDeleteShe looks tired. I can relate.
ReplyDeleteCity hustle
Delete...such different looks on their faces.
ReplyDeleteYou can see the family resemblance. Wonderful shot, Roentare. I hope that your week has gotten off to a good start!
ReplyDeleteHe is unsure about you as he walks down the street. His Mom doesn't see you. Perhaps she is focused only on her son?
ReplyDeleteThis is one of your best. I love this photo.
ReplyDeleteThese pictures are always a surprise. The boy lives in the land of young teenagers. Grandma ate too much pizza.
ReplyDeleteHe's happy but you can see they are related. They look similar I think epscially have the same nose and ears :-D
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