Bench Poem by Carlos Cardona

There is a bench
At the park
That’s been there for a while
If it could tell stories
It would start with the one
Of her and me
In the spring time when it was sunny outside
I was taking a stroll and when I passed by
My head blow off from the image that entered
It was you on that bench alone in a dress
I sat down next to you and started to talk to you
I the summer time and the sun beat down
And were together now I still wonder how
We would sit there and mess around
And we would sit there on the bench under the shade
It’s fall time when the winds are blowing
And a different color in leaves are starting to show
During Halloween we would not do anything
We watched little kids eating candy
As we sat there on the bench under the light post
Its winter time and I feel the wind hit my face
And the snow lies just below my waist
Because I feel like my soul is fading
I feel that my heart is freezing
And now I’m sitting here on the bench alone with this little red book in my hand
With all this photos but that’s all I have