The Bench

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You’ll find me everywhere you go

From mountains high to valleys low

And in your haste from A to B

My resting place you fail to see.

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But there are times you take a break

Relaxing in the change of pace

When you stop to take a photograph

Of ancient walls and epitaphs.

Those are the moments, at ease and alone,

You answer my call to your weary bones.

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As you rest your eyes on a foreign scene

Your thoughts escape to a village green

To a culture and language you understand

To a bench like me in your native land.

Jean Reinhardt 2015

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About Jean Reinhardt

Author of 'A Pocket Full of Shells' an Amazon International best seller, Jean writes young adult and historical fiction. She has been known to shed a tear over Little House on the Prairie.
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5 Responses to The Bench

  1. Dave Astor says:

    A great mix of poetry and photography!

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    • Thank you Dave, I have a thing about empty benches, I photograph them whenever I see them. I was going to do a blog about it, but changed my mind and wrote the poem instead. It’s not very deep, just a bit of light verse. 🙂 It probably comes from when we were living in Spain and I felt a bit homesick.

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