A Slice of the City

Here in the park, on my perch in the shade, A slice of the city is clearly displayed: A child chasing butterflies (not with success), Some tree-climbing boys giving branches some stress. Both big dogs and little, their tails all a’wagging And nannies with strollers, their energy lagging. A wheelbarrow pushed by a park volunteer And kids running freely, with nothing to fear. Of course, there are sparrows and pigeons galore; A cardinal, too, which I’ve not seen before And there on the river, a sailboat glides past While motorboats churn up a wake, moving fast. A girl on a scooter, in circles goes ‘round And wheelchairs and joggers can also be found. It’s lovely to be here; my day is complete When I get to spend time in this urban retreat.