Park Bench Poem by Daniel Miltz

Park Bench



The sweet summer sunlit
Shines on in a softened voice
Covered by blanket
Of expanding space
The wind softly blows
O'er highfaluting treetops
Life cont'nues to grow
Beneath, old sod earth, land crop
Whilst reflect'ng on bench top
In small town country park lot

© daniel miltz

Park Bench
Tuesday, November 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: reflecting
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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