This is a poem about the park, enjoy!
I love to play on the swings,
When the disturbing bell rings,
It seems so quiet and empty,
I always wonder what that is,
But I forget one thing,
It is Sunday today…
I love to play on the slide,
As it is so very tall,
I slide down it,
Whilst I’m eating.
I love the park,
And the black bark,
Now this is the end,
Of my great poem.