I sat on the bench
Quitely Watchung
Refusing to partake in the symphony of others
A little girl came and sat next to me
Wild brown auburn hair
Deep rich brown eyes
She sat smiling as she kicked her legs
"It's nice out here today"
Her voice startling me a bit
So pippy, so energetic
I gave a her a half smile
As I pulled my sleeves down
"Yeah I guess it is" I responded as her gaze was preoccupied
"Why do you wear a jacket when it's hot?"
"I get cold easily" Same old lie once more
Her eyes found mine once more something almost familiar about them as a young woman came up
"Mind if I sit, I'm waiting on a friend?"
I moved closer to the young girl as the woman sat
Her brown hair was pulled back in a cap with hints of fire red in it
Her tanned skin showed scars fading on her arms
Maybe she worked outside and got a occasional cut here and there
We sat in silence
Just the three of us
"It's a nice day today" the little girl repeated
The woman smiled as she leaned forward to speak
Her eyes full of warmth and passion
"Aye it is little one. Great day to do the impossible."
"What's impossible?" The girl asked
"Something you never imagined you would do. And it's really scarry."
Before the little girl could respond, she got off the bench and ran off
The woman sat back and chuckled
"Children are always fascinating to talk to, full of wonder and possibilities."
I shrugged as I looked at the ground
"Hey" the woman said making me look at her
Her eyes sharp and stern but her voice calm
"I know that look, been down that road myself a few. Nothing will get better if you choose that road, but you out here means your trying to find that reason. Make it a point to take it one day at a time, and if that's too much then hour by hour or minute by minute. Break it up to find something good every single day."
I looked at the woman shocked
My hand slowly released the razor blade in my pocket
Her gaze moved off of me as I felt tears start to come
"Hhhhow" I managed in a barely audible voice
She gave me a half smile and side glance
"Not hard to know when someone is saying goodbye. We have our own scars, but don't let them become shackles to hold yourself back."
We sat in silence
Just the two of us
"Hey my friends here, but thanks for the converstation. Remember, find one good thing every day, makes the process a whole lot easier."
I watched her walk off
Leaving me alone on the bench
Silently I sat
I gazed up at the tree
Providing just enough shade to sit comfortably
And I smiled
at my one good thing that day