The Park

Three in the afternoon.
Quiet park trees, a golden glow in the leaves that  
shush the people trapped in a breeze.
A day so beautiful that it could only exist as a memory.
The businessman on a bench with an empty face and a phone to fill it.
Two joggers jogging along the horizon, hoping they have calories to burn tomorrow.  
And...here I am.  
In the middle of the park.
Where I've asked my loves to put me.  
My heart beats with anticipation. I just can't wait a second more!
I gently push open my lid, the first warm rays hit my toes.  
Mmm...that wonderful sun...still doing its job.
I prop myself up with my elbows and take my deepest
most meaningful and absurd breath my life had to offer.
I smile and rest in peace.