This Week, Empty Benches Beckon

This Week, Empty Benches Beckon

This week, empty benches beckon
Speak to me of betrayal
Some trust that turned astray
Some feelings that walked away.

And thus comes the day
Of facing problems and solutions:
Of waiting it out and wanting
It all; of wanting it all.

I am the remnant of my dreams and aspirations.
I asked, received and fought.

There are weeks when empty benches beckon,
Beckon to trust gone astray.


Copyright: Rani Turton