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Dec 2024
Watching the world
Go by
Watching humans
Laugh and cry
I reside in a wonderful
Park
I go to sleep when
It’s dark
In the morning
The sun comes up
I warming to  blue
Skies
All these lovely
People just
Wandering
Passing by.
In inclement weather
I get truly drenched
Some people warm to me
See Im just an old park
Bench.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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