Writing about Walking
I walked to work today,
it is about two miles both ways
and because of my right knee
the walk is painful.
However,
the pain in my knee
did not compare to the beauty
around me.
On a corner
hidden among green leaves
and evergreen trees
from anyone driving down the street
I saw a yellow flower blooming
and my baby boomer heart
leaped for joy.
it is about two miles both ways
and because of my right knee
the walk is painful.
However,
the pain in my knee
did not compare to the beauty
around me.
On a corner
hidden among green leaves
and evergreen trees
from anyone driving down the street
I saw a yellow flower blooming
and my baby boomer heart
leaped for joy.
Labels: baby boomer, boomer, poem, walking, wriing
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