A day in the Park - Part 1 and 2
cool breeze brushing against my shoulders
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A cool breeze whispers, brushing shoulders light,
Conversations flow, as day turns to night.
Rocks and rolling waves, a symphony so grand,
Autumn leaves dance away, by the gentle hand.
Emerald ducks glide, in shades of green and brown,
White peaks on rocks, a majestic crown.
The sun's reflection cascades, almost blinding bright,
But oh so beautiful, a quick glance ignites.
Tree branches hoover, casting shadows so deep,
Creating the perfect shade, where secrets keep.
Moss-covered rocks, deep green evergreen,
A rusty birdhouse stands, silent and serene.
A broken fence landscapes, little trunks stand tall,
Burnt red and orange peep through clouds that sprawl.
Water dips and swirls, a kayak waits its turn,
Ready for takeoff, where waterfalls churn.
A day in the park, nature's own retreat,
Where every moment's beauty is bittersweet.
About the Creator
Tracy Toccara
Tracy Toccara is a poet and a warrior of life whose verses chronicle a profound journey from the shadows of addiction to the light of recovery. Her collection of poems is not merely words on a page; it is a testament to her resilience.
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