I remember me taking a walk in a Northern European City,
I think it was in a Dutch one,
Maybe Rotterdam.
I was walking in an area with lots of Museums,
Some English Gardens,
Some lakes and Statues.
It was a cold and rainy day,
I touched the ground each step,
as a drop falling in a pool.
I saw a Dutch Family,
the parents were walking,
Son and Daughter were playing.
The little boy came next to me,
no words at all, and
he hugged me by the leg.
No reaction,
I think I’m old.
Affection is younger.