Parade Day

Swimming through the motionless air

that hangs heavy on burned shoulders,

comes the distant song of the pipes.

With no wind to snatch the music away,

it rings out, slightly muffled by the heat.

And behind the band, there’s a soupy mix of bright colours,

which take the form of children as they near.

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