Through the café window, you can see people coming to work or going to the supermarket. In the slowly filling car park, loving fathers delicately clip sons into pushchairs, trolleys crash across potholes and car washers hawk for business. Lines of trees are finally coming into leaf after a long winter, the shadows shorten as the high April sun glides overhead.
Café Window People
Café Window People.
To work, to market.
Slowly filling.
Loving fathers, delicate.
Pushchairs, trolleys, potholes, car washers.
Trees after long winter,
Shadows, high April sun.
(c) Andrew Halsall Smith, 2018
