Witness at Circular Quay (Sydney)

My quiet corner, Sydney’s Circular Quay,

I write indulging my silent curiosity, 

An auditory observer this Sunday

As towards me waves wend their way.

A didgeridoo drones from afar,

Adults chide children who return laughter,

A wheelchair borne man draws near,

Nods at me knows why I’m really here.

I remain your waiting witness.

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