City Park in New Orleans

City Park In New OrleansWhere Happiness PrevailsJust like a cornucopia,Most plentiful, yet rare.This forest glen in New Orleans,Does, each day beauty, share.It is that place most mystical,And magically unique.That visitors from round the world,Do here, life’s treasures seek.Creatively imagined,Like rainbows in the sun.A place of pure serenity.As life’s each day, begun.Great oak trees, most magnificent,Reveal…

When People ComeTreasures EverywhereWhen people come to City Park,Great treasures they will find.Of every known variety,Of every sort and kind.There’s forests filled with ancient oaks,Great palm trees by the lake.Museums, where great intellects,Imaginations make.There’s gardens too, botanicalAnd those with sculptures filled.Amusement parks and choo choo trains,Where new dreams are instilled.Friendly people everywhere,Who share the joy…

There is,this pathway mystical,Where footprints do appear.Of red bricks and old concrete squares,Their names, all draw you near.These were those benefactors,Who gave their time and worth.To make this “Garden Beautiful”,A special place on earth.For decades they have guided friends,Through beauty uncompared.And though the names and footprints fade,Life’s memories are shared.Revealing recollected times,When this garden came…

City Park in New Orleans  It’s here behind the Waterfall,I find Serenity. Midst swans and great museums,That share their history. The beauty shows its elegance,To friends all passing through.The sounds of spring revealed to me,How life does here, renew. This is a place of mystery,So vibrant and alive.Beneath great skies forever blue,Life’s energy does thrive. It’s…

I walked the Mississippi,Meandering a bit,Crossed below the water’s edge,To see where I might fit.I found great beauty on display,In art, diversified.And every statue that I passed,Had secrets to confide.I found here endless beauty,And warmth beneath the sun.Shared too Renoir’s greatness,When steps were first begun.I sensed here too, the energy,Creatively expressed.By artists and observers both,Now…

On Esplanade, near Carollton,Where the Street Car finds its end. The wonderment of New Orleans,With beauty, starts to blend.The springtime trees all blossoming,Reveal sweet nature’s charm.With “Serenity” life’s watchword. The beauty, fears disarm.This is a place of fragrances,Of friends, diversified.Where every lover’s dreams come true.As secrets they confide With skies each day. forever blue,And winds soft whispering.This realm…

I had this conversation,With oak trees, just today,In City Park they’re bountiful,Their beauty on display. They told me that for centuries,They’ve nurtured all, mankind.Sharing too the wonderment,That humans sought to find. They said so many passing through,Could not them recognize.Saying their magnificence,Was, too, a great disguise. First seeded when the world was born,And spread about…