For Eternity, a Bench Carver

I had another dream Well, it's sounds less crazy than calling it a memory I walked through the public park on a chilly evening Orange and red leaves were falling My favorite season. I sat on the park bench which greeted me with a little warmth Probably from the elder woman who regularly sat on this park bench to feed the birds My favorite animal. I scanned the park Its horizontal lines matched the color of the leaves A coated stranger walked by His face blurred but a friendly smile I remembered so clearly I set a leaf on the bench beside me It had fallen on my head and kept me from feeling lonely I never knew why I felt like that some times. The wind took my fallen friend which took my eyes to marked wood I had to squint, I had to smile "He said stay in my arms for eternity" I expected two initials encased in a heart but this was extra touching I hoped the bench carver stayed I hoped they were happy Maybe I'd remember this Maybe I've already lived it. A second stranger walked by but stopped And became familiar He had the one smile The one that I've always remembered We walked arm in arm out of the public park I told him of the bench carver's message He smiled, "And She said I will"

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