On a Park Bench

The scene is made up of two people. 

And a park bench. 

The rings of laughter fill the air.

As two old buddies reminiscence on times bygone. 

Day in. Day out.

Same Place. 

Same time. 

  I never blinked twice as I passed. 

  But one day I did. 

  Because this time

  The scene was made up of One man.

  And a park bench. 

  and nothing more but tears.