A clear, warm day in San Diego.
A grandson offered a ride to the nearest trolley stop.
Fellow trolley passengers shifted positions so we could have seats.
Swarms of people converged on Waterfront Park–
All ages, incomes, ethnicities, many with hand-crafted signs.
Speeches, then moving together, or standing, or just sitting, taking it all in.
Two young men had positioned themselves in the shade of an old building,
Handing out cups of free lemonade to anyone parched enough to want some.
I treasure pictures I snapped with my phone, capturing memories to help cope
With any further travesties while we work to reanimate our democracy.
Jinny's Occasional Poems 