A Shady Bench

Been cooped inside for months except
For exercise at dawn
Until today, when to the river
We were strongly drawn.

The mugginess had disappeared
And with a gentle breeze
It felt delightful strolling
‘Neath the softly swaying trees.

We fortunately nabbed a bench
And knew we had it made
Because it was a rare one
In a lovely patch of shade.

To check out boats and people watch
Allowed me to believe
That life was back to normal
And I didn’t want to leave.

Alas, we gave our bench away
And, at a languid pace,
Proceeded home to our cocoon,
Our masks held firm in place.