Field Trip 5/18/26

Monday (Field Trip) Blog Post Wednesday Blog Post

The grass leans softly in the breeze,Bright under the warming sun.Birds drift across the open sky,Their songs light and undone. People rest on faded towels,Golden in the afternoon heat,Eyes closed beneath the shining light,Listening to the city slow its beat. Shade gathers gently beneath the trees,Cool against tired skin,While laughter moves like quiet wavesAnd peace settles softly within. The world feels still for just a moment,No rushing, no place to be,Only sunlight, grass, and birds above,And calm spreading endlessly.

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL LOOKS AT THE PARK.

by Ovid jr The fence cuts the sky into pieces.Black wires stretch across the bright blue air while the baseball field stays quiet behind them.The dirt looks dry under the hot sun, and the grass moves softly in the wind.Everything feels calm for a moment. The Jackie Robinson sign stands above the field and catches my attention.His name reminds me of strength, courage, and history.Even though nobody is playing, the field still feels full of stories and memories.The sign makes the park feel important, like it represents more than just baseball. I hear birds, cars in the distance, and the sound of the wind pushing against the fence.The buildings around…

my collage for the park/ peom