Meandering down cobblestone streets
A walk of solitude and peace
No specific destination in mind
Strolling through a town I’m unable to pronounce
A fountain in a courtyard
Children laughing and splashing in the summer heat
Without a care in the world
Water drops of innocence fill the air
The loud chatter of a cafe
Crowded tables and smiling faces draw me in
I love the thick feeling of friendship
I inhale deeply and fill my lungs
A mother pushing a stroller
A baby’s gentle smile catches my eye
Hands and feet reaching skyward
Trying to touch soft pillowed clouds passing by
Sweet scents of fresh bread tickling my taste buds
A simple, yet unforgettable moment
Small triggers will forever remind me
Of moustached bakers in old tiny shops
Left turns, right turns
Different scenes but the feelings are the same
Freedom exploring the world
A collection of moments to bring home
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