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| Ryan Bonaminio Park (Photo credit Google Image) |
Today, I read this article in the Press Enterprise about park safety in Riverside, Ca. Park violence is up, but overall city violence is on the decline. Security guards may soon roam the parks, although that plan is debated, and residents are torn about the idea. This poem is not about park safety per se, but I did spend part of my day at one of these parks, and, so, here is today's poem.
A Day at the Park
Sun so bright I must look down to the ground
Or close my eyes while walking and riding my bike
Though I want to hold my head high
To look strangers and passersby in the eyes
(I should probably wear sunglasses)
(I should probably wear sunglasses)
Good day to you neighbor of the world
Who came to dot and cross my path
Like i's and t's
Letters meeting in an unscrambled word
Wrestling and running
Rolled up sleeves welcome the heat
And capture the rays
And playfulness of the day
And playfulness of the day
The laughter is so thick you can smell it
Sweat and spills and salty cheek kisses
I hold you like a kite
Beautiful and tight
Open to the wind
Soaring strong
A baby in my arms
Snacking on celery and thick ranch dressing
Mixed with spit it drips
And lands
He's so cute I just let it linger before I give it a swipe
With his shirt
With his shirt
Cupcakes and carrots and juice boxes
Childhood is legit
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