A Morning Laugh

As a creature of habit, my daily routine
Doesn’t vary when I take my walk,
Yet each morning there’s something that I haven’t seen
Like some rainbows, on sidewalks, in chalk.

Sometimes pigeons, in circles, are flying above
Or a tugboat is pushing a barge;
Maybe bright fuchsia flowers, a color I love,
Are in bloom, though no gardener’s in charge.

But it’s rare for a sighting to cause me to laugh
Like today’s did. From what, you might ask.
Well, the Peter Pan statue was sporting, no gaffe,
An appropriate surgical mask!