A MAGIC MOMENT IN PRESCOTT PARK
The two kites are hovering over the river
The whale kite idly flipping its tail
As we watch grimy Bert in his cheerful endeavors
And pert Mary Poppins to chimney tops sails.
The children are everywhere darting and dancing.
We oldsters are finally starting to get it.
The message emerges, its meaning enchanting:
Anything can happen if only we let it.
Smiling, we make our way out of the park.
The sun’s eclipse is foreboding but brief.
We need not be afraid of the dark.
Delight can follow after grief.
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