Our Bench in Central Park


We met by chance on a winter day


You played the piano and stole my heart away


We walked and talked and laughed and kissed


We found a bench and made a wish

You read the words of ancient lore


You taught me what it means to live for more


You held my hand and smiled at me


You made me feel alive and free

But now I wonder if you’ll stay


Or if you’ll turn and walk away


Do you regret this time we spent?


Or do you cherish every moment?

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I hope you know how much I care


I hope you know I’ll always be there


You are the reason why I breathe


You are the one who makes me believe

Our bench in Central Park is where we belong


Our bench in Central Park is where we are strong


Our bench in Central Park is where we can dream


Our bench in Central Park is where we are a team

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Published by Alex Diaz-Granados

Alex Diaz-Granados (1963- ) began writing movie reviews as a staff writer and Entertainment Editor for his high school newspaper in the early 1980s and was the Diversions editor for Miami-Dade Community College, South Campus' student newspaper for one semester. Using his experiences in those publications, Alex has been raving and ranting about the movies online since 2003 at various web sites, including Amazon, Ciao and Epinions. In addition to writing reviews, Alex has written or co-written three films ("A Simple Ad," "Clown 345," and "Ronnie and the Pursuit of the Elusive Bliss") for actor-director Juan Carlos Hernandez. You can find his reviews and essays on his blogs, A Certain Point of View and A Certain Point of View, Too.

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