The Bench
Created | Updated Feb 27, 2006
The Bench
I sit on Eve's pench, I take a pew
A wonderful bench to look at the view
I wonder how often she stood and looked
At this wondrous view before she was took.
Her bench is overlooking the sea she loved so much
The folk who put her bench here must have loved her touch.
A thoughtful touch for others to see
The view that Eve saw, before she was free.
My mother will have such a bench as this
To remind me and others of her wedded bliss
She had in days gone by.
Like a butterfly, wren or little rook.
Will hers be by a babbling brook?
No it won't because she was a country lass
So a bench by sea (or brook) would be crass
But not to worry, she's not dead yet...
...but a bench she will have! I won't forget!!
I sit on Eve's pench, I take a pew
A wonderful bench to look at the view
I wonder how often she stood and looked
At this wondrous view before she was took.
Her bench is overlooking the sea she loved so much
The folk who put her bench here must have loved her touch.
A thoughtful touch for others to see
The view that Eve saw, before she was free.
My mother will have such a bench as this
To remind me and others of her wedded bliss
She had in days gone by.
Like a butterfly, wren or little rook.
Will hers be by a babbling brook?
No it won't because she was a country lass
So a bench by sea (or brook) would be crass
But not to worry, she's not dead yet...
...but a bench she will have! I won't forget!!
