Wimbledon Park

Written while on holiday in Kawuku, Kampala around Christmas 2013.

We enter by the tuck shop on the corner
Of Revelstoke and Elsenham streets
Stroll down the tree lined avenue
Past the happy picnicking family
Grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles and children.

The bikini clad beach volleyball beauties
Show up here sometimes on a Saturday morn
Tennis players often play way into dark
The Shard on the horizon at the old police station.

Screams of joy from children on see saws
Ducks and swans swim around the boating lake
Centre Court illuminated on a winter's night
A row of poplars hide the athlete's pitch

Past Henman's Hill and Horse Close Wood
Where I often built play houses in my infancy
A tree lined stroll post Saturday footballers
Concludes my  perambulation in the park.