MUSINGS ON A BENCH Poetry Contest. Sponsored By: Nette Onclaud ~ Date Written 3/16/2026
I am an old lonely bench, waiting for you to come and sit. I sit here waiting for you, but you never show up. The lamps brighten my nights, as the dew sits in. Soon it will be morning, then I can watch the kids play.
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