The Park Bench

The Park Bench

A Poem by Hiram Claudio

A look back through life


He sat on the same old park bench for this was his regular way

Watching the changing leaves fall as he did most every day

Children were running and playing, he could hear them laughing nearby

As their moms stood guard among them, keeping a keen close eye


It was a scene he deeply cherished, one normal for this time of year

The warm colors and brisk chill told him autumn was finally here

This season stood apart for him, he felt it was the best one of all

For it held deep and fond memories, so many so easy to recall


He remembered early school days, and times out playing with friends

Oh the joy of carefree moments, it was like they’d never ever end

He thought of being home with his parents and two younger brothers as well

A loving family, a simple home, a memory that made his heart swell


Then he pondered that December walk years ago one day late after school

When he escorted a special young lady home, an encounter that would become fuel

For from there grew more moments, laughter, and talks about life

He didn’t know it just then, that he would one day call her his wife


Sitting alone on that park bench, he began to move slowly through the years

Recalling the many challenges, grateful for the many victories over fear

Raising a family, making their way, day by day building a home

The many mistakes made, many lessons learned, the many obstacles overcome


They had their share of struggles and heartaches, they were no strangers to pain

But they remained truly committed no matter how fierce or intense the rain

For surely life had its moments, many filled with roses so sweet

But often those roses had thorns, bringing new challenges to meet


They knew of times of abundance, they also understand deep lack

They enjoyed many days of vast sunshine, they also endured nights extremely black

But through it all they knew Jesus and of His great power to provide

A steady and stable presence, a sure and safe place to abide


As he watched the children play, thinking of all in life he’d been through

He thanked his Precious Savior for being the love that was always so true

He quietly prayed for each child, asking the Master to bless all their days

And that they would know God profoundly and closely follow all of His ways


So many things passed through his mind, so many images crossed his heart

He thought of all the days he’d seen, all stamped with grace’s clear mark

He rose to leave his favorite bench, for this day would soon have to cease

And he prayed once more, for the little ones, that in Jesus they would always find peace

© 2012 Hiram Claudio

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A fitting, uplifting testimony to the King!

Posted 7 Years Ago

This is very beautiful. I love the flow and the images your words create. Such a peaceful poem. Makes me wonder where his wife is though.

Great Job

Posted 7 Years Ago

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true. in Him, we would all find peace.

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Added on December 3, 2012
Last Updated on December 3, 2012
Tags: Christian, philosophical, poetry, wisdom


Hiram Claudio
Hiram Claudio

Central Islip, NY