April Poem # 17

He walks down the street
and thinks to himself
“This is a bit of
cliche, today.”

As he walks, he talks
to people he meets
on the street
in the heat.

And he wishes
for a
cool
clear
container
of
water.

Author: Matthew

A father, son, husband, and fairly rad dude.

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