The sculpture

Sitting on a park bench
As the seasons pass
Extremes
Ice covered to melting
Overlooking the lake
On a dock looking west
Seeing the sunset nightly
Kaleidoscope of colors
And life’s banquettes
Thunder and lightning overhead
Rhythm in everything
From the waves splashing
To the rain falling
And the snowflakes floating
To the adrenaline junkies
The sound of the waves
Crashing the old timbers
Soaking everything
Including this bench
I am sitting on
Sometimes people
Sit here by me as well
Including three children
Who have grow now
And bring their children
To sit by me too
Three years I have sat here
It is time to walk
Bronze walking sculpture
Will any one notice