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Elegant Emerald

Boston Public Garden

Elegant Emerald

Elegant Emerald 

It’s a people’s paradise
A rehab retreat 
An elegant “Emerald”
Green carpet 
At our feet

Trojan Swans 
Cross the pond
Ferrying Families, Nostalgian’s 
And Photographers 
Strong

It’s all mine
And yours
Ours…

I think I love that most…
The sharing
With sharing comes caring
With caring…
Love

I see that all here…
I do
I love Boston 
I love Boston Public Garden
I love you…

Bill MacEachern
09/30/2021

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Tony Taylor

This is so beautiful BILL!!....you chose the perfect Tag for it....because you can feel the "Contentment" oozing from this piece......I love the formatting too.....it lends itself perfectly to conveying the warm and almost reverent thoughts and feelings you have for this place.....I've been to Boston several times but have not been to the park you are referring to....regardless, it was easy to relate to behind your lovely and elegant phrasing!!......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!......well done dear poet brother.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  :  )

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Bill MacEachern

Hello Tony, feel free to friend me on Facebook Bill MacEachern, I have curly hair in my profile picture.
I take lots of photos and normally visit Boston Public Garden on Sunday’s( free parking).
My Facebook page is filled with photos anc live videos of all my travels…
Thank you for such a beautiful critique, I especially enjoyed that you picked up on “contentment”…
Tony, when you walk through a city park like Boston Public Garden, when the weather is almost to perfect and all the folks are milling about…
you wonder as Rodney King once did…
Why can’t we all get along… all the time( I will add!)
No worries if you’d rather not “friend” a stranger, more of an offer to share my photography, but I must like you too, never offered to anyone before.
Bill

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