I Walked and Walked

Three months I spent lying on my back;

Unable to walk I was stuck to the sack.

A useless arm and leg on my left side,

I couldn’t even on my backside slide.

Appreciative of those less able did I become,

I was frustrated, anxious and rather glum.

But soon heal I did in my own good time,

So now I thought I’d share with you this rhyme.

Becoming again mobile was such a delight,

Excited was I that again I just might.

Wander off alone into the great outdoors,

Not looking back just heading to new shores.

So prepare did I for another long trek,

I wanted to walk for hours and sit by a beck.

Missed this sense of freedom that I had before,

Almost hop, skip and jump did I out of the door!

 

I walked a league and over the moor;

I walked and walked as never before,

And on to walk from dale to hill

And on again to claim the thrill.

Behold! that walking does for me:

The senses heightened, mind of glee,

While rolling vistas pass me by

To swell the heart, enthral the eye.