A Summer Night

I feel like I’m at the center of it all.

A Summer Night

A cloud is moving in the distance.
It is crossing over the  silver moon.
A boy walks by with a small radio,
Which is playing a familiar tune.

Two ducks are circling in the fountain.
An old man is sitting on the bench.
He wears a beret tilted on his head.
I’m guessing that he must be French.

It’s summer night down in the park.
The buske…