Oh Prospect Park, how I love the early morning walks with my dog,
Letting him loose of his leash so he can run free in your green grass
In the quiet, empty park with no such noise except the birds singing their songs
Under the changing sky as the morning star comes out to shine above us.
As I age, soon I won’t be able to visit you because I’ll be off to college
I’ll be too busy to take evening strolls,
As the sun comes down and it is time for the moon and stars to shine
So I enjoy you as much as I can now.
After all, it is you, where I have made most of my first memories
Where I first learned how to ride a bike
Where I had my first picnic
Where I first went to see a circus
You are a place where I go to relieve my mind
Where I escape such a hectic reality
Where I see my younger self playing and enjoying life’s simplicity
Where stress doesn’t exist
You are where I first saw flowers bloom in time for spring
Where I tried to catch a squirrel to take home as a pet
Where I went to my first Smorgasburg
Where I won’t have easy access to you when I move away
You won’t be there for me to relieve my stress
I won’t have those early morning walks with my dog under the changing sky
I won’t have you to make more memories
When the day comes to leave you behind, I will be leaving a part of myself behind.
But I’m still here
I still have you now
So I’m going to make the most of you as much as I can,
So when I leave, you remember me too.
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