Daily walk

On my evening walk

The grass strewn with flowers

My attention does block

Till I look up at our towers

Out on his walk

Is a cute pet dog

Who sniffs one and all

Then tries to chase a ball

The cute little girls

Hairs in bands or curls

Skip with their rope

And are too merry to mope

While the boys on their bikes

Take rounds, and ring their bell

To move out from their path

Is what they are trying to tell

The crows do caw and fly

Never are they still

While the pigeons are still cooing

On the grass, and window sill

Face wrapped up in masks

Some gardeners do their tasks

The grass in its green glory

Speaks a scenic story

The sky is full of clouds

Hastily racing past

The grey laden ones

Do soon their shadow cast

After our walk we take a break

And sit to view the scene

Though the kids are still shrieking

We now feel quite serene

Welcome to our home,

And take a little stroll

You will forget all the sorrows

That have taken quite a toll

So in its peace do bask

Even if wearing a mask

Relax and quit your sorrows

For there will be brighter morrows.