Walk in the Park October 13, 2013

By Eddie B. Neal (author's profile)

Walk in the Park


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Walk in the Park

An evening stroll in the park
Surfing the shadows of my mind

Gentle wind, blowing, I stumble upon
A lonely pine cone, fallen far from its tree

I carefully beheld it in the palm of my
Hand, sticky, desolate and useless.

A ticklish reminder of how, the complexity
Of mankind, can often times be.

Eddie Neal

Walk in the Park An evening stroll in the park Surfing the shadows of my mind Gentle wind, blowing, I stumble upon A lonely pine cone, fallen far from its tree I carefully beheld it in the palm of my Hand, sticky, desolate and useless. A ticklish reminder of how, the complexity Of mankind, can often times be. Eddie Neal
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