Leaves running circles on the grass
Wind tickling the back of me ear.
History for my eyes to savour and mind to ponder
Sun warming up this office hermit.
Birds chirping their merry tunes and busses rolling past
Tourists capturing sun beaten vistas
Journalists taking time to reflect and compose
Police vans parked in hesitant expectation.
Clock strikes half past, time to wander
To remember, to observe
Body warmed and soul replenished.
