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.