Rowntree Park 

John Ostyn

As I walk through the park,

Taking in the sights and colours,

Sounds and smells drift over,

To assault my waking senses. 

As I walk through the park, 

Noises from the nearby river mingle

With the young and their skatepark clatter

While older couples sit chatting on the benches. 

As I walk through the park,

People laugh and smile with each other,

relishing the freedom of the spaces

to rekindle fond childhood memories. 

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