Velasco Riverside Park
[To the city of Freeport Texas]
Near diamond shaped
and backyard small,
a park that’s barely wider
than the trees it holds are tall.
Where a warm gulf breeze rattles
sleeping Palm-tree leaves
composing a feral music
filling ears with restful peace.
A gazebo just off center
beckons without words to say,
caring for its sitters
shade from a hot sun's ray.
Where I sit in noisy silence
from cars passing by
enjoying tunes from wood birds
like a love struck, male Magpie.
A testament to city workers
the grass there neatly mowed,
the hedges forever trimmed
their care and hard work shows.
So I offered up a prayer
(Interrupted by a Lark)
God grant a grace of hours here
at Velasco Riverside Park.
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