A Sondheim tribute
Sunday, by the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On the green, purple, yellow, red grass
Let us pass
Through our perfect park
Pausing on a Sunday
By the cool, blue, triangular water
On the soft, green, elliptical grass
As we pass through arrangements of shadows
Towards the verticals of trees, forever
By the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On the green, orange, violet mass
Of the grass
In our perfect park
On the green, purple, yellow, red grass
Let us pass
Through our perfect park
Pausing on a Sunday
By the cool, blue, triangular water
On the soft, green, elliptical grass
As we pass through arrangements of shadows
Towards the verticals of trees, forever
By the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On the green, orange, violet mass
Of the grass
In our perfect park
Made of flecks of light
And dark
And parasols
People strolling through the trees
Of a small suburban park
On an island in the river
On an ordinary Sunday
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday
So sad to hear of his passing.
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