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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Off Exhibition, the city’s hum,
Where lights command and footsteps drum.
A man in shades, like silver screen,
Stands with his boy, a tender scene.
They wait for green, the crossing’s call,
The child’s small hand enclosed in all.
Beside them stands, with comic air,
A hat askew, a traveller there.
He tugs his strap, adjusts his load,
A wanderer upon the road.
Two moments caught, yet worlds apart—
The star, the fool, both play their part.
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