Sunny Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Sunny

There's a change in season
Spring to summer
Sun is out and sky
Clear, as chests are
Dress-less, some open
Some are large, some small
Most sexy, inviting

On roadside flip-flops
Loose skirts dance to steps
Soar in air with breeze
And the shorts, men, women
Woolly legs, women's shaved

Bicycles, children, some parents
Strollers and babies
Some walk dogs
Some are lost
(In nature)

Small parks on Bayview
Most sitting sun-tanning
Some slide, some swing

The old man sitting down
(On his butt)
Picking greens he recalls
Of old days of Thornhill
Roads, buildings were marshland