The sun pierced,The clouds cleared,The wind wiped,A leaf twirled. I sat on my bench,Like I always do.Waiting for him,To forgive me. I remember the day,Just like today,When he left,Without a say. The days rolled,As years did,I lost count,I'm sure he did. I sat on my bench,Like I always do,I don't have much time.I'd hoped he … Continue reading I sat on my Bench…