<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577554" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old Man On A Bench...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">An old man on a withered bench<br>Down by the ocean's end<br>Staring at the stormy sky<br>wondering if she's there up high<br>watching him sit in their favorite spot<br>where he wrote - forget me not...<br>'Here is the bench where we would sit<br>you and I a perfect fit'<br>He whispers softly to the wind<br>and wishes she would hear<br>how he misses her<br>or wipe the tear<br>that silently creeps down his face<br>as he remembers a time and place<br>Her lively eyes<br>Her soft grey hair<br>Memories so bitter-sweet<br>are all he has of her<br>And in his gnarled old hand<br>he lovingly holds her wedding band</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Chantelle+Ribeiro">Chantelle Ribeiro</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577554" data-title="The Old Man On A Bench... de Chantelle Ribeiro" data-description="An old man on a withered bench Down by the ocean's end Staring at the stormy sky wondering if she's there up high watching him sit in their favorite spot where he wrote - forget me not... 'Here is the bench where we would sit you and I a perfect f..."></div> </div> </div>

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