pick up

vivid water evening
sun slanting in the hills
golden beams light
up the trees - homecoming
cars, fast, I make way for
I am on different time

cool air walk to buy
food, quiet drive to the
station, wait

meeting a train is always
traveller alights after
a borne road

eyes sparkling he looks
well, happy, long hug long
arms: not bad for a 
Friday in the high lands

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