Mytwosentences 54


Conversations, reflections and whispers gently echo in the air that surrounds a simple bench sitting within the placid bounty of nature’s tranquility.
Subsequent souls will find lasting gratification by opening their hearts to the ethereal serenity of this abundant area hosted by a single seat.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

12 thoughts on “Mytwosentences 54

  1. If these slats could speak,
    we’d hear more than a squeak.
    Solace some seek,
    perhaps a bed meek.
    A bit of a reek
    still after a week,
    a lunch’s leak
    attracts bird’s beak
    some morsel to eke.


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