My black shoes advance in a rhythmic pattern, Moving with soft clamps on the street like foam, And the warm wind caressed my face in my return, And its smooth breeze accompanied with every step I roam.
The wind forcefully punched all the greenery From small grass to tall tree Causing leaves and debris to fall here and there so frequently And twisting in the air so feathery
Pretty plump peacocks also walk everywhere, some perched in a tall tree or grass bed, And leave behind their rainbow hair That is shaped like an eye at the end.
My neighborhood houses appear in all shapes and sizes One a single-family two-story made of brick Another a multifamily home that is white with pillars that arises With luxurious fountains and stone paths added as a flick.
My old neighbor hosing the grass in his front yard With water drooling from the curb onto the street And other adults walk their dogs near their guard And ride their bikes with the wheels turning with heat.
Children playfully riding in a small car And others bunging big basketballs in a hoop Sedans wandering by speedy as a shooting star And turning into street corners in a swoop