Memories sometime ago....

Fleeting breeze was cold yet still
Leaves waved so faintly yet happily
The moon full yet blanketed with clouds
Thousand stars twinkled yet so rhythmic
Night was very silent yet memorable
A hundred tales the bench would tell
Many a scene the jetty would’ve seen
Now when we look back once more
They are such nostalgic and dramatic
Let the BLM jetty narrate its own tale
A chronicle of how we got to know......