The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
I chose this poem Because i feel like it describes my bench and what it was like when i first got there when it says “the park bench was deserted as i sat down to read” It’s funny because i brought a book to read “Calvin and Hobbes” my favourite book to read in such a perfect situation so peaceful and quiet, the perfect time to read and the easiest way for me to read.
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