Capitol Hill in the Spring

Sitting on a bench
In Lincoln Park
 
Heart of Capitol Hill
Beating heart of the Empire
On a warm Spring Day
 
Watching the Cherry trees
Watching Me
 
Wondering what thoughts
They must have heard
The things they have seen
Over the years
 
But they are quiet
They do not say a word
As I fall into my spring time dreams
Sitting on that bench
 
Seeing the children and dogs play
Looking at Spring flowers
And pretty women
As they stroll by
Hearing the sounds of the city
As I dream of my past life
Memories of places and people
 
I said to myself
What a wonderful life