Denver is still in a deep-freeze.
Ice and snow make my 4 mile
exercise loop treacherous.
Cheesman Park is crisscrossed
with footprints, paw prints, and ski tracks.
From this tiny decorated tree,
I see the bench I photographed
in the falling snow a few days ago.
Since then, many people
have visited its red bow and swag.
Before, I hadn't noticed
the wreath to the side of the bench.
It was covered with snow
on my previous visit.
The bench is a Memorial.
Perhaps Family or Friends
lovingly decorated it
this Holiday season.
I've been running/walking
through the park for years.
Never before have I noticed the bench.
On that snowy day before Christmas,
the red bow caught my attention.
Now I realize it's a very special bench
- a tribute to Love -
I give it my attention and respect.
The Willow is gilt with morning sun.
There is a bench to one side.
Perhaps on a less frigid day,
I'll sit awhile
in the tree's
graceful, golden presence.
Today, the distant mountains
are clearly visible from the Pavilion.
Sun slants through the trees
and slides onto the marble.
The sun is warm, but the marble remains icy cold.
I hurry home to warm my freezing hands.
Throughout the day,
I think about the bench:
How beautiful it looked in the falling snow...
The meaning it holds and the memories it evokes
for those who know its story...
As 2009 nears an end:
for Family and Friends,
for Adventures and Memories
that 2010 will provide
One Good Thing.
Lucinda and I wish you
A Very Happy New Year!