autumn leaf

elderly man loses his wife, he reminisces at the very park bench where they once sat together year after year.

Like a dead leaf once alive fallen from it’s place- the later of his years dismal as he held his wedding band with watery eyes, the park bench, a pedestal….. held nothing at all.-Samuel Robert Sands

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

...beautiful read, Samuel. It left me wanting more.

[Nathan Spark]

This is very moving. I am glad you are writing and posting.

[emmajoy]

Such a tragedy of words.. yet strangely beautiful. An empty pedestal? Perhaps bearing invisible magic shared and treasured?

[Samuel Robert Sands]

Thats right !