Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Poem: The Park

We spend a lovely Spring day in the park
My happy smiling baby on the swings
Listening to small dogs eagerly bark
As they chase Frisbees, sticks, and hopping things

The afternoon sun is peaceful and warm
My sweet girl falls asleep in her stroller
I walk through the meadows with her small form
The gentle wind blows pleasantly cooler

In the grass, insects hum their quiet song
While birds sing piercing tones from high in trees
Little rabbits graze as they hop along
The bouncing squirrels frolic through the leaves

Nature restores the hurt part of the mind
This place frees my heart from the soulless grind