The Little Bench

Oh Little bench,
How tiny you look?
As the old tree looks down on you.
Oh Little bench,
How many memories remain with you?
As I read alone finding peace in you.
Oh Little bench,
How lonely are you?
No one is here other than you.
Oh Little Bench,
How Happy will you be?
When you find someone new real soon.

I have found myself sitting on this bench usually on Mondays and Tuesdays between classes reading for school. But now as the semester ends, and people are leaving the campus, I hope someone gives this bench a good company while I am gone for the break.