Parting of Ways

Here's the first poem I submitted for the latest poetry challenge before I realized that I had to write an epitaph. (When will I ever learn to read directions?)

"Parting of Ways"

Quaint houses loom as
Relaxed papas push babes on
Simple Sunday strolls.
Teetotal templates soothe the
Ushering in of real life.

The End

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