Pedestrians and Pigeons
The water’s kinda choppy
But the sun, at least, is strong,
So I’m out here by the river,
On the bench where I belong.
I’m so rarely here on Friday –
It’s our day to watch the grands,
But my husband, with a virus,
Wasn’t up to those demands.
Which is why I’m out here, sitting
With the sunshine on my face.
Though I miss the kids like crazy,
This is time I will embrace.
Just pedestrians and pigeons,
With some canines on the squad,
Are my afternoon companions
On the east side promenade.
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