Day 6: Peace Poetry Postcard Month




Voices thread in and out of
music wandering through
the cafe. Attorneys. Students.
Loner. More.

We are brought together,
not for the same reason.
We eat or sip or chuckle,
wonder as sun sets behind the sign
announcing the daily special.

Yet, we are here for the same,
a peace we hold together.
Strangers with only this place to be,
present in eternity.