English Poetry & Poems, Lovely Quotes, Stories
#PROMOTION 67
Far from the bustling crowds ,
Still in a city deep.
Lies a green heaven,
A parkland of retreat,
Where people gather daily,
To fill their lungs with air,
O yes in that parkland ,
Thrives a necter of fresh air,
Oh, I forgot to tell you,
The parklands in New York.
John Lenon is standing there,
Way down past the roller skaters,
Where there's so much green,
They call it 'Strawberry Fields'
Oh Central park ,you eternal dream.
by Lyndon Sullivan
