A piece of art, is standing tall in the shade,
The buildings looming over passersby.
Visitors view with baby’s eyes, that which
The students stroll by, with their rhythmic steps.
This was an exercise in my poetry class, that I enjoyed immensely in which we had to go and watch. Just sit, watch, listen, smell, feel, and taste. Then transfer it all onto paper. I was sitting in Lowry Mall watching everything.