Old bench in the falling leaves
So many secrets heard
Lovers and children hand in hand
Speaking without a word
The wooden bench a secret place
Where promises are made
Waits as leaves fall from the sky
In a quiet forest glade
Old Bench
Two Women and Some Books
Old bench in the falling leaves
So many secrets heard
Lovers and children hand in hand
Speaking without a word
The wooden bench a secret place
Where promises are made
Waits as leaves fall from the sky
In a quiet forest glade
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