Bench by Daniel Fuster
Somewhere there is a bench
Where memories have been made,
Where differences have been forgotten,
Where pain has been lifted,
Where love has been forged,
Where hope still lingers.
Somewhere there is a bench
Empty, waiting for two people
To forget the world
Even for a few moments
And remember what it is like
To feel love and happiness.
Somewhere there is a bench
That is ours.
Ours
is that bench
there is a somewhere
happiness and love feel
what it is like
to remember
and for a few moments
even forget the world
To two people
waiting for empty
there is a bench
somewhere lingers
hope still
where forged love
has been lifted
where pain has been forgotten
where differences have been made
Where have memories been
where is there a bench
somewhere
