The poem I have written is a reflection of my emotion and gratitude towards my bench.
A Friend
I come to you when I am down
I come to you to turn my frown upside down
Even though I am not you’re always there
To lend a hand to breathe my air
You sit and listen, you do not complain
You take care of me when I am in pain
You’re there to lend a hand, you’re there to be my hand
If I could pay you back I would do just that
You are a bench
You are my friend
by Freddy Kanga
by Freddy Kanga
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