a bench in the park - Spearmint

On a bench in the park

In the grounds of the college

Is a bronze plaque

Bearing your name

And as the morning sun dries off the grass

I will sit here

And try to picture you

You were sat flat on the floor

I didn’t understand your illness

I only knew it made me feel awkward

And you so happy

So at one with the world

A shaved head and a clear smile

How could you be

So at peace with everything

To have seen so much so young

The holidays were long

And when we came back

You were gone