KIDS IN A PARK
A saturday noon
After a hot morning
The climate got softer
And the desert turns crowed
And the loneliness soon
Took the place by rejoice.
The children play in the playground...
So few times of time,
Play and play them with others...
I look at them and I smile
Meanwhile they're knowing
About the world, not so kind (many times):
Ingratitude, regrets and sorrows...
They come out in louder voices -
Which wants their wish owned:
Happiness, victories and gifts
All represented by the guffaws
To have won their friend or “foe”...
In a Saturday noon, I see these
All in a just kids' play in a park...
With a hope life can be more than a life.