Morning Pathways Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Morning Pathways



Solitary park benches, sitting in morning hours, no one
around to come and sit down.
Whiling away their time watching people jog through the
park, and seeing dog walkers holding many leashes, as
they stroll through the park on morning pathways full
of life.

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