August 31, 2015

I can see

From the window
facing the road
towards the gate
I see the small children

in the incomplete
Recreational Park
on the seesaw
trying the new bench
under the shaded trees
humming and chasing
carefree about the world
lost in the gleefulness
some with toothless smiles
others with grin
and clatter of laughter
throwing smiles around
I am content
just to see them all
 all the smiles

around me
feeling blessed!

1 comment:

  1. Simlicity in an observation. That you have the eye of a poet is in your simplicity