A Saunter

Walking through the road, 

In an airplane mode, 

Just enjoying the wildflowers and trees, 

Also the mesmerizing cool breeze. 

A cat was sitting on a height, 

There was a small pool on my right. 

The road was lying foresaken, 

As if from it crowdedness was taken. 

The way was foul with detritus, 

The sun broke out behind the clouds of mass. 

Boys were engaged in playing football, 

From an adult tree, leaves were on fall. 

This way wandering I reached my aim, 

The portal came and home was its name.