Photo Essay Poem

I learned of a park,
not too far away
where pictures could be taken,
for a photo essay.
As a drove through the city,
To find this urban sanctuary,
I’m not going to lie,
I was a bit wary.
Upon finding the park,
I breathed a sigh of relief,
“This is what I’ve come for”!
A Film class 150 motif!
The park was so large and vast,
A hill so immense,
A shadow, it cast.
The sun was shining,
The air was clean,
The fears a had before,
Seemed rather obscene.
As I looked around,
There was not a soul in sight,
Except for my trusty group members,
And the birds in-flight.
It wasn’t before long,
That we heard a joyous sound,
The laughter of children,
We turned quickly around,
What we saw was unexpected,
A group of young ones,
With smiles from ear to ear,
And a woman who ran a daycare,
Was able to make it very clear,
That the area we were in,
Was not just a park,
This was her home,
A community landmark.
And when she went to bed,
She knew her family was secure,
And this was just one of the things,
She was able to assure.
From talking to this woman,
We were able to learn,
The history of this block,
So that it was easy to discern,
That this neighborhood,
Is able to inspire,
The sort of change,
We all can admire.