Ode to Forest Park What Ive owed to Forest Park

April 4, 2014

Eliot Miller sent an email on the Mobirds mailing list, concluding about Forest Park, “Can’t wait to get back there again!” That brought the words tumbling out…

(All photos taken in Forest Park)

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Think of me when you walk In Forest Park; In the dawn, in the sunshine, In the sunset, in the dark.

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Think of me, in the cold; As in the drifts you go. Think of me, as the fall rain Slowly turns to snow.

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Think of me as the trees Change colors in their leaves; Think of me as the swallows Fly their nests under the eaves.


Think of me when the bare branches Are full of colour and song: Think of me as on the spring grass You happily walk along.


Art and theatre live there; So does history, too. Wildlife and birds live in the open; Exotics live in the Zoo.



Ancient trees drop their leaves Or stand festooned in green. The sunrise and sunset there Are the most beautiful I’ve seen.

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People fly kites, play tennis; They enjoy themselves on the water; Cricket, baseball, picnics, walks. It’s a place of fun and laughter.


Think of me, no matter when To Forest Park you go. It is, in all the city of St.Louis One of the nicest places I know.

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