“I still find each day too short
For all the thoughts I want to think,
All the walks I want to take,
All the books I want to read,
And all the friends I want to see.”
John Burroughs
I drove by an old city park
Just a few short days ago
So I stopped there for a time
Just to reminisce and to say hello
It had been an early childhood haunt
My grandfather had shown it to me
And when I spotted that old bench
My heart suddenly filled with glee
He and I had perched there together
On many a glorious summer’s day
Joyously laughing and talking together
Feeding the ducks and the boisterous jays
I was thrilled that it was still here
And that it had recently been painted
I soon walked right up and admired it
Happy that we were now reacquainted
And as I sat down on that old bench
I was suddenly swept back in time
I closed my eyes and pictured it all
It was very soothing and so sublime
I could now hear my dear old grandfather
His voice drifted in on the morning breeze
“Edju, when you are feeling a little down,
Come here, and sit amongst these trees.”
“Always listen to these birds,
They are never ever sad,
If you follow their example,
Your heart will always be glad.”
And at that very moment in time
I realized how wise he had truly been
I should have come here far more often
And I knew now I would soon visit again
It had truly been a very soul soothing experience
Sitting on that old bench in that old childhood park
And my heart now rejoiced that after 50 some years
There were still some ducks bluejays and meadowlarks
When I eventually got up and then walked off
I turned back and spotted an old man and a boy
They were now sitting on that old bench together
And as I drove away my heart now filled with joy
I hope that young boy’s time here with his grandfather
Will be as memorable and as enjoyable as mine had been
And I truly hope that as he now journeys on through his life
He too will come back to see our old friend the bench again
©2007, Mr. Ed
Ty for reminding us of the simple treasures we so often put aside.
Hugs Ch'erie
Love,
Tiger Lily
This is a very good one.
Georg
What beautiful and lasting memories from a grandson for his grandfather. Family is where its at, my friend. This is outstanding writing.
Many blessings,
~Linda
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Love is Pinky...so is your Bence......gotta love it!!
Love Tinka
Excellent reflection drawing the old with the present and wonderful memories inbetween.
Cynthia
I enjoyed this a lot...I often travel the backroads of my childhood haunts
G'day to ya,
Walt
Elizabaeth
Regis
Thanks,
Dan
The bench will appreciate you writing about its life, as do I. Thank you for the trip down nostalgia's path: if we'd all just take the time to sit back and watch the world pass by, we'd all be a whole lot better off! Excellent write, yet again.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Definately a keeper. Thank you!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Adding this to the Kostro Files in my library; yep, it's a keeper! :)