It's a gloomy looking park. The size and height of the trees tells me its been there a long time. Perhaps the 50-60s. A busy street runs by it. Although I don't think anyone really stop to take notice of it. It's not a very big park, and from a distance it probably looks more like a orchard. I mean I'd drove by it many times and it's this one time that I took notice of it. I've decided to stop by to take a little stroll. It felt sad, I feel a lot of sorrow. I thought to myself, there must have been something terrible that has happened here in the past or maybe the park was just sadden that nobody has really utilize it over the years. Maybe people are more interested in the new parks where it has water slides, skating areas or a cool playground. I walk to the car and Im sure at some time families would have picnics there, kids running around flying kites and shooting water guns. This park open my eyes. It spoke to me:
"you're a human, you can adapt and change to keep life interesting. I'm a park, I am stagnant, I get lonely when nobody comes. You have feet, you can talk, you can find a companion- but me, I can only smile when someone visits me. We're both only getting older, but the difference between you and I is that you have a choice. You can choose to smile more, laugh more, and change- the only thing that is changing about me is I'll will get older and less popular- if the city don't tear me down, the suffering will just be longer- for you, you have a choice..choose to be happy."