Saturday, February 6, 2010

The Waiting Game

Brenda Bryant



Not far from the busy roads,
Not far from the urban sprawl,
A little seat beneath the trees
Takes no notice of it all.
It is waiting for a weary walker
Who's trudged the river's banks,
To sink down with a grateful sigh
And quietly murmur 'Thanks.'

More relaxation here:


Anonymous said...

Some welcome shade there.

Anonymous said...

great photo and poem -- thx so much!

Serendipity said...

That bench looks like a good place to watch the water.

Dragonstar said...

A seat with a view. Very nice.

Rune Eide said...

It would have been a pleasure to sit down in that shade.

Rechie said...

oh..what a very relaxing view..that looks like a nice place to read books..

mine is here

Julie said...

Normally, at this time of the year, that shady bench would be very welcoming indeed. However, this weekend is so teeming with rain ... nice study of contemplation.

Carolyn Ford said...

Nice view from that bench! And, nice in monochrome!

Margaret Gosden said...

Great old tree - good to climb while grandma ponders her next rime! Nice shot!

Anonymous said...

Nice imagery both graphically and in words.