KIDS IN A PARK

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.

(Leandro Monteiro)