Central Park

Smiling, eating sweets in Central Park

Before it became quite dark 

I sat down grinning with a book 

Even if everyone gave me a look

I looked up and saw a bird fly

As the wind swayed the flowers, trees, and swept by

Though later an angry dog wiped the smile off of my face

I left Central Park without a trace.

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