I sat on a bench under a naked tree,
Dried leaves clinging to the branches,
Others fallen to a place they’d rather be,
I sat in the center watching,
 
Dried leaves clinging to the branches,
Shade in stick figure fragments upon the ground,
I sat in the center watching,
A breeze filtering through my hair,
 
Shade in stick figured fragments upon the ground,
I re-traveled my life through moments of sadness,
A breeze filtering through my hair,
Were these moments worth remembering?
 
I re-traveled my life through moments of sadness,
Loss that preceded the brinks of madness,
Were these moments worth remembering?
Day dreaming broken by a rustle,
 
Loss that preceded the brinks of madness,
A hard fought struggle to overcome
Day dreaming broke by a rustle,
A squirrel appeared out of nowhere,
 
A hard fought struggle to overcome,
Scattered dreams still attainable,
A squirrel appeared out of nowhere,
I welcomed her to sit with me on the bench.