Someone sat here once, in the sunlight, waiting
Uselessly, as it turned out, as her date didn’t come
Nowhere to go, she stayed...warmth stroking her face
Lovers strolled by then, blocking out the sun for a moment
Idiots! They stared at her plain face, now in shadow
The humiliation flashed her face red: a tear-stained sunburn

Benches provide a moment’s rest to every soul...no judgment
Eager to offer our sturdy slats and strong backs, we serve 
Nobody is turned away. Homeless? Take this welcome bed
Children? Use this perfect spot to sit and dangle your feet 
Here in all four seasons...we benches remember every visitor