" A DAYDREAM AT THE NURSERY "

The nursery walls, began to glow, come alive
Animals began taking form, gray geese streaming
A blue tiger smiled, jubilant giraffes
Lilac panthers cavorting in crystal substances
The French Doors, window panes engaging my eyes
With spectacular color and fantasy
Bicycles  breaking through well oiled sprockets
And the walls began breathing, oh so deeply
The nursery floor, patterned to resemble a surreal meadow
Above it all ran restless rabbits and crazy crickets
Like a botanical garden ~ the heated air was still
And butterfly's of delicate rose-colored seed
Wavered amid the cheddar aroma of mushrooms spores
There was the pitter-patter of Okapi feet
And the listless murmur of fresh jungle rain
Jaguar paws padding upon starched summer grass
Alas, the guards came running, urging the children forward
Timing their every movement to coincide
With what nature here, this place, had intended
This little paradise of lustrous color and looming tropical scent
Where the children played and made a day if it
Had finally come to an end, and made me wonder
Shall I, come back again
And spend my day
Just watching
And letting my troubles
Fade away
Indeed, a most pleasant day...

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)