slightly tilted sideways one end higher than the other armrest, jarring on my senses I tried pushing it down, but to no avail, I sat down, a saint was looking at me, sitting under a tree, he asked me why didn't I tried uplifting the down side, I looked at him agape and threw away the book on consumerism I was carrying with me. It's #poemtime. Collab and write a poem that begins with the line I found a #benchonahilltop #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
