Walking barefoot on dew-drenched grass; <br />inhaling the fragrance of the freshly cut grass <br />wafting gently across the park, <br />I begin to ponder <br />over the realities of life. <br /> <br />Shades of yellow, light and dark green, <br />lilac, pink, magenta and bright red <br />paint the park’s landscape gracefully. <br />They remind me of the myriad <br />hues and moods of man’s life. <br /> <br />Bees and colorful butterflies <br />flitting across randomly <br />throughout the park <br />make me reflect on the <br />fast-paced lives of man today. <br /> <br />Tall trees and short trees; <br />trees bearing flowers and fruits <br />keep the park cool at all times <br />and offer shade to the sleeping dogs. <br />Why do we cut them down mercilessly? <br /> <br />Squirrels and chameleons; <br />grasshoppers and frogs; <br />earthworms and centipedes - <br />all live in such perfect harmony <br />Why can’t we as humans live in harmony, too? <br /> <br />18 May 2010 <br />8: 50 pm<br /><br />Gita Ashok<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-as-i-see-it-in-a-park/
