At Germania
Park
I soak up the welcome sun
Its spring rays caressing me
putting at ease my aches
and pains
I snuggle in umbrella
chair
my ears picking up the
sounds
the whisper of gentle breezes
the lake swooshing to the
shore
Pen at the ready, I
wait
observing what surrounds
me
the chatter of talk,
crunch of food
relaxing, enjoying nature.
Birds twitter, perch on
branches
hop, skip in swaying grasses
feathers ruffled by the
soft wind.
Gulls swoop down with
haunting cries
they skim water, and take off
unwary fish becomes their
prey.
Fishing boat glides in
deep water
bedecked in straw hats,
two men
troll for fish in silence
Sips of clear, cold water
glide down my thirsty
throat
soothing me, refreshing me
My hand reaches for my
Spanish fan
brought back from Spain
years ago
cream colour, red &
blue flowers
I flip open large print story book
from time to time looking
up
as life goes on around me
I sit, content with my world.
©WilmaSeville2013
*This poem was written for the occasion of our church picnic in June.
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