People in the Park
Every age and shape and size,
Dressed in jeans or dresses,
Wearing varied baseball caps
Or showing off their tresses.
Sporting shades or complex tats,
Earrings all a’dangle,
Backpacks, bags of straw or skin,
Kids they need to wrangle.
Speaking tongues I do not know
With accents not quite local,
Conversation mingling with
Some jazzy sounds, sans vocal.
We sit on benches near a band,
The music cool and gentle,
With melodies familiar and
A little sentimental
And watch the people passing by,
The weather adding pleasure
To such a perfect New York day
And one that I will treasure.
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