
Oh peaceful bench you wait for me below the majestic elm. I'll sit a spell and wait for him until the evening comes! We'll sit and chat in twilight's rays with magic all around. We can pretend or wish instead that darkness never fades.
Yeah my poetry days are long behind me but I continue to try.
Lovely image. Bet it'd be nice to see there with a hot cocoa and a hunky man.
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