As I lay down on this park bench

Try as I might to avoid the stench

hoping that it doesn’t rain

So I won’t get drenched

I can’t help but to think back

to the days

When I had a comfortable bed

a place of solace

With a roof above my head

It makes me wonder where did

Time go and where did it take me

long after friend and family forsaked me

I now start to dream

but my thoughts are colorless

Or so it seems tonight there’ll

be no golden picture frame

to glorify my memories

as the rain awakens me in the park with no name