Take a Moment Sit with Me
Sitting on this cold bench in the park.
Waiting for my friend just before dark.
Taking in everything around me.
Processing carefully everything I see.
A couple smiling and holding hands
They are with their darling kids
An old man is playing chess
A younger kid is his honored guest
A little girl flies a kite
It’s soaring high in the sky
Pigeons dancing on jogging path
Runners quickly maneuver past
In distance familiar bells sound
Must be where ice cream is found
Across way a beautiful lake
Swans, Ducks, Cranes play
From its pier fishing lines dangle down
Fathers sons trying not to make sound
Look at that grand ole’ oak tree
Blocking sun light from dancing free
What a comfortable looking space
Where many gather around its base
Young men unloading lunch baskets
After lending chilly dates jackets
Two squirrels chasing through leaves
Carefully not disturbing the honey bees
One branch offers a swinging swing.
A swinging Childs laughter sings
Blessings of this masterpiece
Leaves my joyful heart at peace
You too can share such a tale
Just allow yourself to fall under its spell
Take a moment just to breathe
Leave behind work and technology
Release those shackles from your feet
Allow yourself to be mentally free
Please take a moment and have a seat
On this cold park bench with me
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