Park bench
The amount of hearts which have been shattered
The amount of tears which have been shed
The touches from people
Who are now surely dead
People have lay there
When they had no home to go to
Constantly being watched, surrounded
Hearing the constant tweet of the tweeting birds
It's experienced every moment
Every sigh, every kick
It's been there for you , to hold you up , keep you steady
Let you wait until you were ready
You always use it , you never notice it
The old park bench
29/11/2017
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Poetry of a Blind Girl
ΠοίησηThis a complete collection of the poetry which I have written over my lifetime. I hope that you enjoy them!
