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The View From A Bench

A Poem

By Sarah O'GradyPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Photo Credit: Anastasia Shuraeva (Pexels)

What can you hear, my dear?

The pain of humans, young and old

The cry of their hearts for joy to behold.

What can you smell, my dear?

The desperation for change, both inside and out

The ache for certainty and the vice of doubt.

What can you see, my dear?

The struggle to see through the fog of life

To look past our troubles and see others' strife.

What can you feel, my dear?

Your hand touching mine.

And the fleetingness of time.

What can you taste, my dear?

The hope of a new generation

Coming on a wave of renewed determination.

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