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  • Writer's pictureTony Frobisher

An Empty Bench

An Empty Bench Budge up. Let me sit Here a while. I don't need To talk. Or to cry, Only to sit. I won't breathe, Just sit. And watch. And think. And remember. My silence Is so loud In my head My thoughts Shout and delight At your memory. I won't breathe, As I watch, And think. And remember. Budge up. I'm here. _____________________________ Find a bench. Sit in silence. Their souls will come. And talk to you. No bench is ever empty. It is full of memories and moments. You just need to sit. And say nothing. Just sit. For Milla xx

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