Velasco Riverside Park

[To the city of Freeport Texas] Near diamond shaped and backyard small, a park that’s barely wider than the trees it holds are tall. Where a warm gulf breeze rattles sleeping Palm-tree leaves composing a feral music filling ears with restful peace. A gazebo just off center beckons without words to say, caring for its sitters shade from a hot sun's ray. Where I sit in noisy silence from cars passing by enjoying tunes from wood birds like a love struck, male Magpie. A testament to city workers the grass there neatly mowed, the hedges forever trimmed their care and hard work shows. So I offered up a prayer (Interrupted by a Lark) God grant a grace of hours here at Velasco Riverside Park.