I sat on a bench 
  in the Garden of Lilacs
   in front of a great tree.

I'd been photographing it 
   from every angle.
     It was so graphical,
       intrinsically beautiful
         and artistic.

A young girl wearing a checkered poncho
   passed right by.

I kept photographing.

She saw it and came back,
   took out a camera 
    and started photographing it too.

On making several takes
  she was right gone.

We loved the tree so much!
  Why not each other?

If we could love the same one tree,
  there must be something similar
    between us.

Why don't we love each other, people!
  
And later in the Park I saw a girl of five.
  She stopped in front of me
    turning her byke.

- Look out!
   There are cars, see, - over there!
     Where's your mother? 

She pointed to a lady at a distance...
  approaching us and smiling...

- Thank you, - the mother said.

And I smiled back at her.
  
  We understood each other.

Her daughter was a doll.

The day was good then...



  
P.S. The meaning of the day
       was different, however...
The man who was in love
 wanted a child.
His spirit brought me to the park
 and showed the lovely girl.
The sculpture in the park
  was on the subject too.




Sept. 24, 2020