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This Bench
There is this bench in a park.
It has a plaque
Dedicated to a man
Who sat there every day
And watched the world go by.
I wonder what he was like,
What he saw.
As I sit here
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Watch The World Go By
I sit quietly on a path
In a park
And watch the world go by.
People walk by,
Runners run by,
Birds fly by,
And spiders crawl across me.
Some stop to rest.
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Summer Storms
Summer storms
Are sudden and strong
A warm summer beachy day
Then
Boom
Rain
And rain
And more rain
And even more rain
Then
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Loves
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Glimpse
It is a wandering
sort of day
(wandering mind
wandering feet
wandering eyes)
before I find the camera.
It looks old enough
that I wonder
how it still works.
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Books
I open it
Relishing the new-book scent
Hoping
I can forget again.
Take me away
To foreign lands
Where peace can be found
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Strangers
Strangers
are the closest companions.
You take a shot
and I let it go.
You say I’m pretty
and I let it go.