No One Is There

She plays in the park as she laughs

The leaves are falling, blowing, twirling

The night is approaching you can hear the swing creaking

As the sound of the school bells ring

The little girl in the park starts to sing

The teeter- totter begins to move up and down

The slide echoes with the pounding sound of feet, like drumming

The rustling of the leaves, I hear them running

A school close by, a fire once inside

Many children didn't make it out, through the hallways they shout

The hallways now the park across the street

You can hear their merry feet as the swing squeaks

Just their images of the past, their memories

As children play

The innocent child still plays

But still no one is there