Monday, June 6, 2011

Above

Sitting here
     On this lonely bench
Wondering
     If the oncoming rain
Would put me in a drench
     On this lonely bench
I watched the grass arise
     I loved watching sun
As it would rise
     From day to night
Dawn to dusk
     I've realized
I slowly l have lost all my trust
     Though
I have lived my life with lots of lust
     For this bench
But it's time for me to move on
     For it has rusted
And
     Been abandon
Now all there's left to do
     Is watch
From a higher point of view
     From above
Watching over
     Like a hidden dove
Only watching from the angle
      From the bench in the sky
Lying
     On this cloud
Above

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