As the afternoon sun shone bright,
the kids held one another’s hands tight.
They walked along the semi shaded pathway,
knowing that the futsal would make their day.
Basking in the afternoon sun
their eyes twinkled looking forward to the fun.
While I faded out of sight,
they moved forward towards the light.
I found a shaded path,
lest I end up in a sweat bath.
My hour of solitude had begun.
This is what I’d like to call fun.
Brisk walking, reading, writing too,
are things that I’d like to do,
To spend this time of solitude,
And reflect on life with gratitude.