the park and the old giant.

I happened to
pass through that
public park
triangle-shaped
and
on the middle
of a road

once
there lived
a hut and
a grumpy old man
with one leg
in front
of the park

he sat there
all day
breaking stones
talking to his dogs
like a
scary giant
guarding his land

I remember my evenings
in the park
sitting on the
rusty old swing
with a toffee
in my mouth

now
the hut is gone
and so was the
old man

I happened to
pass through that
public park
now empty and scary

with swings
painted new

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