Park life

As I sit here on my own and take in the wonders of tbe different sounds in the park,
Sunlight beaming down on us,
Until the sun goes in and all we are left with is the all consuming dark....
Songs from hundreds of the parks inhabitants.
Children playing,
Shouts of delirium and booms of joy
Play equipment squeaking,
As they play on their favourite playground toy.
Ducks waiting for their water soaked bread and eating before it starts sinking.
Making children smile.
Through the trees,
Where there’s no shade,
Listening to the bristling sound of the breezy leaves,
Birds flights from tree to tree.
Dogs barking and chasing balls,
Water trickling from the man made mini waterfall. 
Families playing jovial games,
Kids running around,
Driving their parents near on insane.
Leaves crunching under foot,
As you seek shade under a big oak tree,
Sitting at its root.
Squirrels scamper on the forest floor,
Finding forage for their winters store. 
Sounds of picnic hampers opening, 
Kids arguing which food they want to eat first.
Not to mention who first gets to quench their thirst.
All these sounds are there if you listen.
Just close your eyes and block your vision.
Take in all that you can hear and smell.
Without your sight your senses are honed,
It’s better like that,
 just sit back,
Relax and listen to the English park summertime sounds.