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SITTING IN THE PARK

SITTING IN THE PARK

I am sitting in the parkĀ 
Reading my paper llisteing
To a lark and i hear a dog bark
Sitting in the park amongĀ 
The trees and the flowersĀ 
A gentle breezeĀ  comes up
A little shower comes up
To help the flowers grow
And as i watch a crow fly
By and theĀ  little squirrel eatting
There acorns in theĀ  sun andĀ 
The sounds of little children runningĀ Ā 
around having funĀ 

Sitting in the park watching
People walk by and listen toĀ 
The clock strike noon andĀ 
Some one on bike rides byĀ 
And i like this day as i prayĀ 
To the world and would love to
Stay in the park i may haveĀ 
Some tea as i sit under thisĀ 
Tree in the park and now it
Is three and must goĀ  andĀ 
Theres aways another dayĀ 
To sit in the park i sayĀ 
Goodbye and i may beĀ 
Back to sit in the parkĀ 
Ā 

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Jill Tait

Awwww I can just see you sat there enjoying all of that parklife pinned for great imagery ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Jill I couldā€™ve gone on and on with this poem but I had to end it where it is I just kept going on and on I felt that it wouldā€™ve been too long so Iā€™m glad I stopped where I did thank you for reading

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Jill Tait

šŸ’•šŸ’•šŸ’•its lovelyĀ 

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edwin toninho

Beautiful, simple, I love the narrative.Ā 

Thanks for sharing

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Shaun Cronick

Greg you are so right and write it how it is.
And write splendidly and honestly from your heart.
A park and its bench is a little piece of heaven and calm.
To admire the view and feed the wildlife and feel comfortable.
You have captured all this and more wrapped up in your poem of relaxation and peace.
Thank you for sharing and writing your uplifting poem.

Ā 

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