From this seat,
I see love in so many different ways,
There is a couple on a bench,
Silently enjoying each other’s company.
I see the carer pushing his friend in the wheelchair,
I wonder, ‘Who brought the ice cream? ’
The family holding hands,
The unconditional love of a child for the parent.
The friends in packs,
The old and young,
Will the young still be friends when they’re old?
The grandmother encouraging the grandson
To kick the bright blue football in front of him.
It surprises me how much you see
When you just open your eyes.
© Charlie F. Kane
3/09/06
Charlie F. Kane
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-view-from-the-park-bench/
