Raucous voices and clanking footsteps.
Shrieking laughter rings off swings and slides.
The children are loose in their jungle.
Their parents watch their descent into chaos
smiling eyes never too far to shout
commands half headed, voices raised in vain.
The sun looks brightly down on this, it's riches
in high demand today, and across a
small sea of grass, the true water
never ceases to glitter, small shards of light
still somehow lend a serenity
to the bustle of this park.
Day at the Park by Dakota Farley
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