Vacation time

The heat of day at variance with

The sleepy city where I wander.

I don’t know if this is boredom

Or just a peaceful clime.

Tried of high tides but

The streams are too shallow.

Old faces are comforting

But nothing stays the same,

Emotions falter like the shadows

Of leaves under the sun and breeze.

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