Lovers sat on those benches/ and husbands and wives who quarreled/ on separate ones/ some practiced social distancing/ by leaving the one in between empty/ tired people embraced them/and ones taking a break/then there were those who just wanted/to while away the time/ watching the petals falling/in warm weather or cold times/how many stories they could tell/perhaps this shows lockdown/benches, man-made, oft unused, petals and leaves, natural too, fallen/all subject to the chipping or yellowing wheel of time/ here caught in a moment of abeyance
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Saturday, August 07, 2021
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