The park.

Green covering the land in front of my eyes,

Children playing until one eventually cries.

Dogs running around free as can be,

Meeting new dogs they'll probably never see.

People running on the concrete circling the grass,

Trying to not to look like an ass.

Elderly enjoying their lunch,

Watching everyone as they munch.

Couples walking arm in arm,

Ignoring the smell of the near by farm.

I sit on the bench at the end of the park,

Watching everyone's daily routines,

Knowing they're all different,

But they all have one thing in common,

Enjoying the fresh green grass in the park.