Chilly Day At the Park
The sun came out but hid its heat;
While the wind remained at rest,
The chill kept moving about.
The array of trees—leafless
And leafy—stood as still as death;
Little children played mid-winter games.
Two old men sat at a park table;
Seriously they played their chess game.
On a nearby bench, a young man
Stretched out—covered with a sign:
“I’m homeless. Please let me sleep.”
People merrily walked by;
Pets led or gaily followed behind:
It was just another chilly day at the park.
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