Coastal benches tell a tale
of loves long since past
marriages of yesteryear did not fail
they were surely built to last
each one you sit on or peruse
fill up your heart with hope
love was something you didn't refuse
that's how they learned to cope
the joining of hands in matrimony
was something to adore
to relish in your company
He'd asked for nothing more
surely when they gave their vows
their hearts were to be as one
missing pieces broken now
long gone the spirit of fun
yet here I sit, upon this bench
lost in thought and sorrow
I think of heroes in a trench
lost soldiers of tomorrow
war time sadness for those not to return
a family becomes disjointed
hearts ache until they burn
no longer reunited