A heart of a park

THE PARK ON MY STREET

A park just two blocks from me 
Gave a concert                                         
The big jazz bands                       
Always came once a week           

The walk to the park                   
For the old folks                     
Would need                              
Their canes                                 
To balance that aged
Of a bum knees   

All the neighborhood  kids 
Would run to hear that sound
That a shining new saxophone
  Playing  loud and proud

This mixture
Of the young and old
Gave this park a purpose
A life
Like the meaning
Of a  musical bands
Soul

A laughter 
from the young and the old
Rang  thought that park
Like that jazz band
Every key
A sweet solo