Carpenter Park at Thanksgiving |
i have not forgotten you
fireflies in the dusk
the hill stretching away
down Rockford Park
which became
a Fourth of July theater
a playground where
dogs ran free in bliss
the tower which
i've always longed
to ascend
my feet carried me
through the cross-country trails
at Carpenter Park
through all seasons
even through
the still of winter
where i had to bound
like a deer
to jog through the snow drifts
when green returned
I would see
startled bunnies
scatter in front of me
the theater of trees
at turns redolent in
deep summer greens
then slowly set afire
breaking into golds,
reds, bronze
until the cold
would always claim
the last of the leaves
I remember hay rides
through the nipping
October nights
which ended round
a fire
the centerpiece of
hot apple cider
melty s'mores
of all the natural beauty
i've ever seen
i love yours the most
your nature takes me home
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