johnsbucket 10 #1 Posted September 25, 2016 Seen Old Arthur In’t Park Sat at his usual bench, With him, he had a flask of tea, For that thirst, he uses to quench, Beautiful morning, Not a cloud to be seen, Heavy dew on grass, Yet still looked lush green, Up in the trees, you can hear birds singing, Over in the distance, A church bell ringing, Many a day You would visit the park, Arthur would be there, From morning till dark, If you ever asked him, How he spent his day, “Sitting here his reply” “Just passing time away” Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...