A stroll

In a park
Where dried leaves fall
And touch the ground
Two strangers walked by
Colors of yellow and orange swirled around the ground
Blending a nice shade of Gold
The sound of the swans swimming in the lake
And pigeons flopping their wings
Children running around with pure laughter
Their innocent eyes shining like tiny raindrops
Reflecting the warm rays of the sun
An old man sitting beside an old woman
Joining hands
Mesmerized by the clouds
Above their snow-white hair
Enjoying the breeze of yesterday's memory

As if they were still in their youthful ages