Just Walk

I just want us to walk and keep 

walking; we’ll pause long enough

to touch the velvet petals of sweet 

roses we pass, enjoy the shade as we

listen to any breeze through quaking

aspen branches.  We’ll amble past open 

fields, trudge the mud along river beds,

saunter upon warm sandy beaches 

as we delight in sea-salt kisses

carried in the spray of the waves.

We’ll begin our journey in the early 

hours, stop for scones and coffee 

at a seaside hut, continue until we 

reach a forest and have a picnic lunch 

beneath a giant sequoia. We’ll march 

through leaves and hike up a lonely

mountain, pitch a tent, enjoy a fire,

and toast s’mores under a twinkle-star

sky before dreaming of where we’ll walk

on the morrow when we wake at first light.

—C.L. Fisher, July 2020

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