My Lovely Bench

Hello to my sweet, lovely Bench, The ample of my eyes and quench; He made myself blithe and loved, Cuddling me tender, oh so tight. B - ench, my dearest Bench, E - choing his name in my ears; N - evertheless the love he can give, C - harming eyes as you can see, H - is heart full of happiness you can feel. My Bench, my Bench, Like a bench from the bark of a tree; It gives joyfulness to the ones unfree, Not free from true love, would you agree? He always made me smile, He always made me cry; The cause and effect on my life, The happiness and sadness that it might... My Bench, my Bench, Stay as sweet as you are; The color of nature, smudge the ambience of fire, Don't you ever step your feet on the line. Whatever it takes to love you so true, As it can stand firmly the branch out of the blue; Where I can sit, my heart, my home, You will forever be my Bench! Sweetlyrehc© 062717