at the park....

this is my fave poem,i'd like to share this one here..
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at the park....
(an ode to Donya Leonila Park)

I never meant to stay here for long,
sometimes, I get tired of forever wandering around,
walking until everything in me aches,

my feet
my head
my longing heart

sometimes I feel too wasted
and facing the serenityof this aging park
makes me more helpless
I'm crying and dying inside
but the pains keep hurting me more

maybe this park can cure all those aches
I’ve been carrying on my shoulders
and I just cry
and smile
and brighten
another day

because at the end of the many rainy days of my life
you'll still see me at the park....

LiZt