A Slice of the City

Here in the park, on my perch in the shade,
A slice of the city is clearly displayed:
A child chasing butterflies (not with success),
Some tree-climbing boys giving branches some stress.

Both big dogs and little, their tails all a’wagging
And nannies with strollers, their energy lagging.
A wheelbarrow pushed by a park volunteer
And kids running freely, with nothing to fear.

Of course, there are sparrows and pigeons galore;
A cardinal, too, which I’ve not seen before
And there on the river, a sailboat glides past
While motorboats churn up a wake, moving fast.

A girl on a scooter, in circles goes ‘round
And wheelchairs and joggers can also be found.
It’s lovely to be here; my day is complete
When I get to spend time in this urban retreat.