This old bench.

​This old bench remains still on its place under this tree passing many Moons and Suns in its lifetime.Being the love seat for some and a comforter for others still maintains its good looks of black ebony,the same as when my husband and I first saw it.Witnessing emotions of joy and sorrow and kisses and tears of many as well as ours. It was the place for us one-time where we would spend hours sitting and chatting or arguing and sobbing.
Here we’ve come once again to sit and chat after twenty five years.Not only to chat this time but to ruminate the bygone years of our life together.


My submission to the Daily prompt ~Ruminate

Couldn’t think of anything more for this prompt.

Much love ~ Shahz. 


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