The emotions of a Saturday afternoon have been laid bare today in all splendor. Fun in the park with nephew growing up fast in troubled world. Where even l am fearful of the way this may travel. Football result we feared came as expected Home town team couldn't hold onto a 1 nil scoreline.
The fun of being in the park overrode everything else. Swings slides sandpits.
Joy.
laughter.
Burgers.
Ice cream. Children's laughter. Happy meal.
We gathered like we often do but not everyone came l was reminded that some people have a way of being affable. Friendly fun to be around. Some people the sound of their laughter fills a room. You wait for them to re-enter the place time just drifts till they arrive back. Human emotions are always confusing to myself.
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| Some people, they long for each other, they love to talk Holding the other one's hand They always understand Some people cry Some people know why With a word unspoken, with a voice unheard When a thought is broken by a tender word When a heart is moved, when a heart is found The silence tells you you're not alone Some people are born for each other, they love to walk Holding the other one's hand. |
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