The two were holding hands

The two were holding hands, walking in front of me.
Market Street between Third and Montgomery.
mother in a pair of jeans, a sweater as bright as the sun.
daughter with her long pink shocks, a pair of ballet flats

The two were holding hands, walking in front of me.
Halloween costume caught their eyes.
Look, mother, they're scary enough for the front porch.
she said we can look around more.

Mother and daughter holding hands in front of me.
as if they were in peace, i wonder if they ever in quarrel?

The two were holding hands. As if the world meant to be seen together.