Rain In The Park

Alone in the park
The sound of the trees
The tweeting of the birds
The rain pelting on her feet.

The area was so green
Like she was in a dream.
There was just smoothly-cut grass
And trees.

The park looked like a forest
With no-one around.
This was her home,
It was where she was found.

The park was humungous,
Just grass and trees
With a river that split the park in half
And the rain in the trees.