Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Park
Some small parks narrowed by grayish buildings, populated by green, flowers, squirrels, birds, dogs, couples and parents. I see kisses and hugs, smiles, laughing and a child's plastic toy spread over the sand or the grass. I see garbage on the streets, a rat walking downtown on the rail but I can see flowers beds by the streets.
... I scent some flower surrounding Battery Place...
In this summer afternoon I feel a warming sun on my neck and a fresh breeze as I'm sitting with my feet onto the grass at Battery Park. I'm enjoying a peaceful waterfront view listening the wind, the seagulls and the sails.
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