Without Benny One Winter.

Benny waited for me

by the water tower

along the country lane

and we walked

between the hedgerows

until we came

to the small church

and went inside.

Outside the summer sun

and birds singing

inside we sat in silence

holding hands

gazing at the altar

with the simple cross.

I still walk by

the water tower

along the country lane

between the high hedgerows

until I come to the small church

and go inside alone

and sit in silence

listening to no birds

but the cold

winter wind's moan.