WHO PAINTS THE WORLD?

Who paints the world in myriad hues?

The leaves so green, the sky so blue?

Who makes the flowers so pretty?

Who bejewels the woods serene?

As I sit in Central Park

Holding coffee in both my hands

I arching towards the golden sun

And let the breeze caress my cheek.

I watch children running round

Reminding me of my boys back home

A couple walks past hand-in-hand

I smile thinking of my lovely wife.

A family plays and laughs together

A mother unpacks her labour of love

My heart wanders to those days

When Papa took us all out together.

The love of family, parents and siblings

Makes life so fulfilling and complete

Our bonds are lifelong, we are tied together

By the same creator who bedecks nature.

21st October 2016, morning. Central Park.
Went to visit the NY Zoo as we want to upgrade our zoos in UP.