The People In The Park

a white child
is held by the hands
of a mother
beside them is
the father

quite a scene
about a happy
family
to start with

two lovers sit
under the shady tree
one steals a kiss
the other holds the face

the place is
filled with laughter
and teasing

inside is the
turbulence that
they all do not know

it is inside
me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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