stephaniescarlet

I am a bench, I live in the park. I have a lot of friends, I am never alone. Friends arrive, friends leave, but so far, they all come back. I grow happy when I meet new friends, and it always breaks my heart when they leave so soon, but when they come back, I put an effort to greet them with a bright smile, and welcome them into my warm embrace. How can I be warm when I am just a bench, you ask? That, my friend, is because I am loved. The love, the care, and the comfort of my friends has given warmth to my heart, to my soul, and to my body. Whenever a friend spends time with me, they often compliment me, and they tell me that I warm them up.