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Lizette Rodriguez

Poem: Prospect Park

Prospect Park

Prospect Park…like a magical canvas,
where I paint my joy and dreams.
Whenever I feel sad
I visit you…
and my soul rejoices again.
I dance and twirl surrounded
by the beautiful trees
and to the music of an orchestra of birds.
I paint my soul with your greens,
yellows, reds and all the colors
of life…
You are a gift from God…
A gift I value, respect and admire…
Prospect Park…a magical canvas
where I repaint my life.

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