The bench and the beautiful days.

The bench and the beautiful days.

I sat on the bench.
First feelings of loneliness.
Small and weak.
With a longing for home.
When I sat there with tears on my cheek.
An angel came and fetched me home.
The feeling of relief and security.
When she put her arms around me.
A scent that makes me feel safe.
A carefree life.
Just beautiful days.