glaring at it
its movement
its peace
its flowing with the current
back and forth
to and from
he raises a hand
they too raise theirs
bye he says
bye she says and the two young ones too
distance between them kept increasing
now they were far from each other
he looked once more again
then turned the back away from the boat
sluggishly like a snail
he will miss them his family
he then smiled
at least they will enjoy themselves
they are going for the holidays
they will be back
he thought
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