A walk in the park;
Not for heavens sake in the dark,
Morning time is best, after you’ve had your rest,
Quiet all around, not a sound,
Just your immortal friends, the birds,
Skipping and jumping, through the trees,
Up and down the branches,
Singing and whistling the whole way,
You stop and wait, at the garden gate,
Just then a robin lands right up close,
An injection of nature’s magic,
An overdose, he starts to sing just for me, I whistle back on bended knee,
Conversation took place, my mind was way out in space, time stood still, until,
He flew away, I shouted, come back another day,
then off I went, in a time and space heaven sent.
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A walk in the park;
Not for heavens sake in the dark,
Morning time is best, after you’ve had your rest,
Quiet all around, not a sound,
Just your immortal friends, the birds,
Skipping and jumping, through the trees,
Up and down the branches,
Singing and whistling the whole way,
You stop and wait, at the garden gate,
Just then a robin lands right up close,
An injection of nature’s magic,
An overdose, he starts to sing just for me, I whistle back on bended knee,
Conversation took place, my mind was way out in space, time stood still, until,
He flew away, I shouted, come back another day,
then off I went, in a time and space heaven sent.
Anthony Mc Gann.
15/2/24. 4am.