There is a bench; appeared upon the banks of the canal It looks a little bit rough and a little banal It is not dedicated with a bronze plaque It is simply decorated with that of the River Exe's track
It has no lack of customers wishing to take a seat Students on their way home, take a moment browsing on their phone Elderly people bring take away fish and chips instead of taking them home I've seen people pick up speed, quicken their pace So as to keep a seat for them and not lose their place Children playing on their bikes on the grass around Their Mum and Dads laying a picnic on the ground
It has brought much happiness to our lovely green space Creating memories for people who are making it their go-to place Let us say nothing of its appearance and embrace the good That some clever person has crafted out of a chunk of wood
(c) Jacqueline Mead 2019
Had a lovely walk down by the Canal today, took my time and actually managed to sit on this bench. It has been installed a little while and has proved very popular. It is like a magnet each time I see it there is someone on, as I describe it is usually students or elderly people, young children, mums, and dads. It is a very used piece of street furniture and appears to be much loved. I actually love the unique look of this bench and often wonder how long it took someone to craft. I sincerely wish that there was some notice about the origin of this bench.
I wrote this Poem and took this picture, I hope you enjoy both. Have a good evening.