Friday, 14 October 2016

A Walk In The Park

A walk in the park did I go
and behold, the things that I see
are ever the things so beautiful
as how The Creator designed them to be.

I see, a Lady and her maid
walking through the park
like she was the Queen,
and her maid, her escort.

Sauntering 'round the pavement
as though the whole garden were
her kingdom.
The trees are her loyal servants
and the wind, her subject.

I see a princess, seated down
with her companion beside her
a pet dog, who is always near her
near, not, far, as she reads
the novel that she carries.

I see boys the size of men,
at the court as if it were
a battlefield.
Like soldiers and knights,
they battled and bout
as they scored with ball and hoop.

A bicycle is left in
the middle of the field
Like a steed, it waits silently
to be mounted on again by
its master.

And I am a lone warrior
Who is in his training
But like a Ronin,
who has no master to instruct him.


~Aaron J. Patrick

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