Sitting in a Park

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Sitting in a Park

Poem by: Graeme Montrose

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a poem about a wonderful peaceful spring afternoon in the park

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a poem about a wonderful peaceful spring afternoon in the park

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Submitted: March 24, 2011

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Submitted: March 24, 2011

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Sitting in a Park
 
Sitting in the park one day
I watch the wind it blows
 
Wildly through the grass and trees
Musically stirring leaves
 
The leafy branches jostle now
They’re dancing to the sounds
 
Whirling dust in clouds around
Like midges stinging me
 
The air its gentle fingers
Caressing my red cheeks
 
Tugging gently on my hair
A lover close to me
 
The pond is near I watch the ducks
The children playing near
 
I see the rocks, dull and rough
Water gently laps
 
As if in answer to the breeze
It rhythm pleases me
 
Thousands little glittering specks
Hidden deep within
 
The water cleans, the rocks do shine
They sparkle in sun
 
A pleasant Sunday afternoon
The sun its warmth imbibe
 
Lazing in the springtime park
Amidst the flowery blooms
 
I mediate on life’s small joys
My spirit soars on high
 
 


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