Girl In Park

Girl in the Park In the park I saw my dog Bambi, she was playing with another dog that belonged to a girl who sat in the grass. Bambi didn’t see me she had a glossy coat, and looked beautiful, so I waited for her to see me and come over. The girl was of no interest, looked as a black & white photo taken with box camera 1950, I didn’t see her face. She got up and walked into a café its door was open but the entrance had a curtain of fake pearls that sounded as of water in a stream, when moved. The park was empty and there was no ducks in it dark pond. I walked into the café, it was empty too; the owner was reading a paper I asked if he had seen a girl with two dogs, he said dogs were not allowed in his café, and continued to read and for no reason at all I sat down and cried.