Family day
by Jojovits1
Posted: 29 August 2015 Word Count: 81 Summary: Continuing on from Daddy's girl |
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On the ferry
from the postcard
We held hands
as I stood
against the rails;
towards Brodick
and our family day.
My brother, older
and more content with
motor bikes than castles,
declined.
I can’t remember
what we did.
I recall the gift shop;
they walked ahead in the
darkening afternoon.
Not touching;
a whimsical connection.
On the ferry
from the postcard
I held their hands
as I stood
against the rails;
towards home
and his suitcase in the hall.
from the postcard
We held hands
as I stood
against the rails;
towards Brodick
and our family day.
My brother, older
and more content with
motor bikes than castles,
declined.
I can’t remember
what we did.
I recall the gift shop;
they walked ahead in the
darkening afternoon.
Not touching;
a whimsical connection.
On the ferry
from the postcard
I held their hands
as I stood
against the rails;
towards home
and his suitcase in the hall.
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