The rusty padlock cries at the gate. <br />'Oh! It's almost closed.' <br />'Fortunate lovers sat a long time here and they were gone somewhere hand-in-hand.' <br />Lopsided rickety bench grumbles. <br />The motionless swing whispers' The children were already grown ups in full swing.' <br />The withered fallen leaves were helpless in the violent storm and it reminds me the sojourn in the mysterious life. <br /> <br />* Dedication to......my poet friends Sandra, Alison, Jerry, Amanda, Angie, Delilah, Dave, Denis, Duncan, Emma, George, Linda, Max, Nick, Patricia, Raynette, Roy and rest of all in the site.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-evening-in-a-solitary-park/
