On this evening,
wintry and cold
To the vacant
park, I easily stroll
Save for you,
holding my hand
There is in
sight, nary a soul
Pensive ducks
are, at the beach
Picking bugs,
without a screech
The lake
reflects, dull gray light
From a steady
expanse, out of reach
A cool breeze
moves from the water
Passing over us,
sending up a shiver
I stretch my
arm, and pull you close
And feel your
body, warm and tender
Just a few feet,
from the lake
We sit on a
rock, and enjoy a break
You look around,
conscious and wise
And recite a
short poem for my sake
From the lake
rises, the evening star
We rise too and,
drift to our car
Rapt in
thoughts, we slip away and
Bid farewell to,
the park from afar
Abhay B. Joshi