The Park Bench

*charisma* · **The Park Bench -** 11-25-2005

Assalamu Alaikum

The Park Bench

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Under the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown
For the world was intent on dragging me down

And if that weren't enough, to ruin my day
A young boy approached me, all tired from play

He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"

In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play
I faked a small smile and then shifted away

But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise

"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead
Not vibrant of colours: orange, yellow or red

But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave
So I reached for the flower and said, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand
He held it mid-air, without reason or plan

It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind

I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one
"You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day

I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying person beneath an old willow tree
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight

Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me
And for all of those times, I myself had been blind
I vowed to appreciate every second that's mine

And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
I smiled at the young boy with another weed in his hand
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man

subhanallah

fi aman Allah
w'salaam

habib · **Re: The Park Bench -** 11-25-2005

Masha Allah so nice

Jazakallah for sharing it ..

sapphire · **Re: The Park Bench -** 11-25-2005

mashallah..jazakallah for sharing....

sundus · **Re: The Park Bench -** 11-26-2005

jazakum Allahu khair...that was very nice

Maheen · **The Park Bench.. -** 11-30-2005

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Under the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown
For the world was intent on dragging me down

And if that weren't enough, to ruin my day
A young boy approached me, all tired from play

He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"

In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play
I faked a small smile and then shifted away

But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise

"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead
Not vibrant of colours: orange, yellow or red

But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave
So I reached for the flower and said, "Just what I need." But instead of him placing the flower in my hand
He held it mid-air, without reason or plan

It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind

I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one
"You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day

I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying person beneath an old willow tree
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight

Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me And for all of those times, I myself had been blind
I vowed to appreciate every second that's mine

And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose :rose:
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
I smiled at the young boy with another weed in his hand
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man
:rose:

princezz · **Re: The Park Bench.. -** 12-01-2005

V.Touchin! :loving:

aisha · **Re: The Park Bench.. -** 12-01-2005

salaam
mashallah that poem is sooo nice. and yes, quite touching. jazakallah for sharing.
wassalaam

**zÂk** · **Re: The Park Bench -** 02-28-2006

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aljawaad · **Re: The Park Bench -** 02-28-2006

Subhanallah great story.

Umm Safiya · **Re: The Park Bench -** 02-28-2006

Mashâ'Allâh, that was beautiful.. Jazak Allâhu khayr for sharing..

MetSudaisTwice · **Page Updated: 25/05/2006**

salam
mashallah that was very good
jazakallah for sharing
wasalam

Scents of Jannah · **Re: The Park Bench -** 02-28-2006

Awww that's so beautiful!

afriend2 · **Re: The Park Bench -** 02-28-2006

salaam,

mashAllah thats so sweet!!!

jazakAllah for sharing!

wassalam

Kittygyal · **Re: The Park Bench -** 02-28-2006

awwww how sweet thanks for sharing

may god bless u

take care

Protected_Diamond · **Re: The Park Bench -** 02-28-2006

warhmatulahi wabarakathu

awwwh! Alhamdulilah, All peaise is to Allah s.w.a, masha Allah beautiful poem, very inspirational masha Allah!

warhmatulahi wabarakathu

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charisma Malikaat Falesteen Status: Offline Posts: 2,043 Reputation: 24064 Rep Power: 63 Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: I am a traveller, May Jannah be my home ameen Gender: Way of Life: Muslim	The Park Bench - 11-25-2005 Assalamu Alaikum The Park Bench The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Under the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown For the world was intent on dragging me down And if that weren't enough, to ruin my day A young boy approached me, all tired from play He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!" In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play I faked a small smile and then shifted away But instead of retreating he sat next to my side And placed the flower to his nose And declared with overacted surprise "It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too. That's why I picked it; here, it's for you." The weed before me was dying or dead Not vibrant of colours: orange, yellow or red But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave So I reached for the flower and said, "Just what I need." But instead of him placing the flower in my hand He held it mid-air, without reason or plan It was then that I noticed for the very first time That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun As I thanked him for picking the very best one "You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying person beneath an old willow tree How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not with the world; the problem was me And for all of those times, I myself had been blind I vowed to appreciate every second that's mine And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose I smiled at the young boy with another weed in his hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man subhanallah fi aman Allah w'salaam __________________

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habib SlAvE oF ALLAH Status: Offline Posts: 701 Reputation: 158 Rep Power: 27 Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: under the sky Gender: Way of Life: Muslim	Re: The Park Bench - 11-25-2005 Masha Allah so nice Jazakallah for sharing it .. __________________ If you fail in your exams, there is always a next year. If you lose your spouse, there can be a second marriage. But if you die, there is no second chance. This life is only one opportunity. IslamGarden Forum

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sapphire ermm? Status: Offline Posts: 3,250 Reputation: 9653 Rep Power: 44 Join Date: Jul 2005 Gender: Way of Life: Muslim	Re: The Park Bench - 11-25-2005 mashallah..jazakallah for sharing....

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sundus Limited Member Status: Offline Posts: 18 Reputation: 33 Rep Power: 0 Join Date: Jul 2005 Way of Life: Muslim	Re: The Park Bench - 11-26-2005 jazakum Allahu khair...that was very nice

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Maheen Limited Member Status: Offline Posts: 28 Reputation: 22 Rep Power: 0 Join Date: Nov 2005 Gender: Way of Life: Muslim	The Park Bench.. - 11-30-2005 The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Under the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown For the world was intent on dragging me down And if that weren't enough, to ruin my day A young boy approached me, all tired from play He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!" In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play I faked a small smile and then shifted away But instead of retreating he sat next to my side And placed the flower to his nose And declared with overacted surprise "It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too. That's why I picked it; here, it's for you." The weed before me was dying or dead Not vibrant of colours: orange, yellow or red But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave So I reached for the flower and said, "Just what I need." But instead of him placing the flower in my hand He held it mid-air, without reason or plan It was then that I noticed for the very first time That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun As I thanked him for picking the very best one "You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying person beneath an old willow tree How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not with the world; the problem was me And for all of those times, I myself had been blind I vowed to appreciate every second that's mine And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose :rose: And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose I smiled at the young boy with another weed in his hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man :rose:

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