Burdette Park

I attended a week-end long function here and forgot my camera, so I thought I'd try to just describe the scene.  It was  an experiment in creative writing.  I think it worked.

Burdette Park

A picnic table
Sits near the shore of a lake.
It invited me to come
and watch the ducks and geese relax
In the shallow water.

Some of them preen themselves
With their heads hidden under
Outstretched wings.
Others seemingly stare into space
Probably scoping for any food
They may have missed or may still come their way.

In the distance a Great Blue Heron
Stands majestically on one foot.

The scene is partially hidden by
The long delicate branches,
Of a giant Weeping Willow
That nearly touch the ground,

When this panoramic picture
Became thoroughly etched
Upon my brain
I returned to the cottage
Of my new found family
Once again.