A Shady Bench

Been cooped inside for months except For exercise at dawn Until today, when to the river We were strongly drawn. The mugginess had disappeared And with a gentle breeze It felt delightful strolling ‘Neath the softly swaying trees. We fortunately nabbed a bench And knew we had it made Because it was a rare one In a lovely patch of shade. To check out boats and people watch Allowed me to believe That life was back to normal And I didn’t want to leave. Alas, we gave our bench away And, at a languid pace, Proceeded home to our cocoon, Our masks held firm in place.