A Walk

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  • Happiness

    A Walk

    I walk so slowly into the night
     as shadows dance with true delight
    Fireflies light the path ahead
     memories of the past are in my head
    My feet get lighter and a smile on my lips 
     the child takes over as I start to skip
    People look at me oddly and turn away
     what once was a walk has turned to play
    I laugh out loud to a joke once told
     dance if you want, your never to old
    You hear some music and start to sing
     of love once had, its a beautiful thing
    Turn up the driveway, reach for the door
     hear the sound of footsteps on the floor
    You see the faces you've always known
     and hear their voices "daddies home" 

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    Singing commented on A Walk

    11-05-2009

    wow, that is such a peaceful and beautiful poem. Like that i just walking with you and titter with you! Good job!!!

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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