Inspired by the hope
Left on a tattered park bench
The will and strength to cope
With what life will throw at you

On a sad and dreary day
I walked until my feet were sore
We all just need a say
and I just felt so silent.

Until I stumbled to that seat
beneath the tall oak tree
to rest my tired feet.
Where I looked down and read
Carved into the old wood
"Hang in there stranger, friend"
Right then I knew I should.

We are never truly alone.