A friendly Irish man
Friendly Irish man
Walk in the cemetery
Contemplation on past
And the present, and walk
Nice and non-awe-inspiring time
Just walk and walk. Only walk
Thinking, photography, silence
Peaceful local life in this old time
Presented the ancient time; felt life
Oh, my love
This time
Walk in
Super life
Just walk
Alone
Silence
‘Hi! Do you know where is this place?’
– Asked a man. A middle age gentleman.
He showed me a map of the cemetery.
I helped him. He got the information.
He needed to find George M. in this cemetery.
This man came from Stanmore. I love that place too.
I love Stanmore. Stanmore Country Park. Life.
I said it to him. I saw his smile—a soul of life.
– his life’s smile
We talked a lot
More than ten minutes
He is a friend
An
Irish
Man
A gentleman from Stanmore, a real intellect
From one of my favorite destinations, a life
In London, an amazing and beautiful place
Stanmore National Country Park, so ancient
Copyright © Vilmos Zoltan Galyo | Year Posted 2024
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