Ode to a Park Bench

As I lay down on this park bench
Try as I might to avoid the stench
hoping that it doesn’t rain
So I won’t get drenched
I can’t help but to think back
to the days
When I had a comfortable bed
a place of solace
With a roof above my head
It makes me wonder where did
Time go and where did it take me
long after friend and family forsaked me
I now start to dream
but my thoughts are colorless
Or so it seems tonight there’ll
be no golden picture frame
to glorify my memories
as the rain awakens me in the park with no name