In The City

The sun streams through
the cafe I sit
I think of what to do
People walk by
In the warm autumn sun
Feel a summer high
People take photos and faces
It’s a sight to see
With so many places.

Near the bridge I look out
As they watch over the lock
What do they talk about?
I hear the chatter
In the cafe by the street
In the air of natter
Birds look for crumbs
and crockery clatter.

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