Monday, 24 February 2014

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. 

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