Two older ladies speaking Russian to my left, Sino dialect with a young family to my right, cool breeze drifting through the park, sun setting behind me,

My kids here and there on the playground in front of me,

A couple teen-age boys playing catch with a football off to the side, working on their moves, gentle touch with the ball,

Peaceful Saturday winding down,

This is the environ I want to live in, multi everything, mished and mashed and perfect, life underway,

Let them swing and play and run and jump and climb until it’s too dark to see, the night fully entrenched, another summer day fully exhausted,

This dialect I prefer,

That’s what the situation calls for, summer fully rung out, dripping, done,

GOOD.