The Park
I see……….
I see a bird flying across the clear sky…
A boy chasing after a butterfly……
A little girl going down the slide…
A woman walking her dog….
A squirrel climbing a tree…..

I hear…..
I hear birds singing…
Kids shouting and laughing…
Dogs barking….
Cars driving by….
The paletero man ringing his bells…

I feel….......
The cool grass on my hand…..
A gentle breeze…..
Leafs falling on my head…
The sand in my shoes…
I feel the trees trunk on my back….

I smell…
I smell the fresh cut grass…
The carne asada my parents are making…..
My friends perfume….
The stench of dog waste…

I taste…….
The ice cream in my mouth…