Today, the wind carries ocean but is gentle.
Your bench tells me so little.
For three days now, we have watched the waves…
while sitting on Situ.
When you walked, The Depression hovered…
and then the stubborn war.
Mornings or afternoons here, may have soothed
where you watched this same ocean.
Your footsteps linger under others, from now.
All I know of you is that you were well loved – “always”.
Your bench plate tells me that.
Judy DeCroce, is a internationally published poet, flash fiction writer, educator, and professional storyteller whose works have been published by The BeZINE, The Front Porch Review, North of Oxford, The Poet Magazine, Amethyst Review, OPEN: Journal of Arts & Letters, and many other journals and anthologies.