Kiddos In Old Town
Kiddos In Old Town
I rode my bike through
Old Town today
it used to be a few blocks
of bars and low rent restaurants
with Friday and Saturday night
live music pouring through
open doors and windows
back when I first moved to town
in the early seventies
now it’s a pedestrian mall
filled with moms and their
little kiddos out for
some sun and fun without
hassle or travel… the kids
playing in fountains that spurt
up water from random spouts
four feet into the air showering
them with cool streams in the summer sun
as I sat happily watching the kids
a woman around my age walked
into the fountain area with her
thirteen-year-old beagle unleashed
he obviously knew the drill
jumping between spouts as each
shot a stream of water into the air
getting soaked and loving it
the kids went bonkers watching him
and moms loved the show
I saw brightly colored joy in
little faces and mother’s hearts
the warm summer sun keeping
watch over kiddos having a blast
and the pure fun in the beagles being
set a grin on my lips and poetry
running through my mind
I thanked the woman and her wet pup
for being my muse of the day
jumped on my bike and split…
Copyright © Art Fasbender | Year Posted 2019
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