Strolling
Natures presence everywhere embracing, strolling in the park.
Rowboats glide on mirrored waters, picturesquely passing by.
Perfume lingers from sweet blossoms, floating on the summer air.
Noisy wildfowl busy feeding, begging scraps of food from tables.
Gentle breezes drowsing senses, leaving feelings so sublime.
Faces skywards rising upwards, gaze as chidren fly their kites.
Now close your eyes and listen to the sound, it's nature calling,
Sunlights loving warm caresses, to bless this earthly paradise.
George Seal 9/ 1/ 2015.
Copyright © George Seal | Year Posted 2015
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