My Sanctuary
My Sense and my Sensibility lacking
Led me to my part of Planet Earth
My Front of the park
I sat down by my outflow pipe
Alive and Well with water and Grey froth
My park, not for 30 Days, but for 30 years
…or so I thought…
A Book in my Pocket but not Dorland’s Book
Maybe a Bible, maybe even a Commentary
Just not too Strong
But usually a mystery or a forensic Medical grossout
For Mega Nutrition I brought my nachos, runts, and chocolate covered Cinnamon bears
I eschewed Dr. Atkins with revulsion
He can keep his New Revolution
I never counted the time nor the pages
Of the Book I read
I had a complete refreshment at at my park
A break from the Satans of this Earth
I felt alive and real
My park has been invaded
My herons and my goose couple “Agnes and Albert”
I see no more
