Park Bench Poem Posted on August 4, 2022 by Jack Shalom (Click to enlarge) Prospect Park Brooklyn, New York Share this:TweetShare on TumblrEmailPocketPrintWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related
Because of this poem Jack,
whenever I watch geese fly away,
I will think of them,…SEE THEM(!),
as waving ‘good-bye’, to ME.
What a nice thought(!). ☺️
You have a great eye Jack.