Walking Alone
On this beautiful
Clear summer day
The sun to my back
My shadow in front is long.
My mind is clear
Only the gentle songs
Of the Mockingbirds
I hear
Soothing my soul
As I Walk Alone.
Like a ritual
On these walks of mine
I arrive at a destination
Daily
Approximately, the same time.
I love the sensation
Of the soft breeze
Caressing my face
Over taking the warmth
Of the sun's rays
Along this place.
I looked at my long shadow
Ahead of me
A strange event occurred
Another shadow
Over took me.
Bearing forth great fear
Chills and cold sweat
Seemed like a life time
In reality
Only ten minutes passed.
Feeling down and out
From this macabre event
I returned home
Quite Exhausted.
I fell asleep, a late nap
Woke to the late news
Takling about an accident
That occurred
At the time and location
I usually terminate
My daily Walks.
I thought, I Walked Alone.
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Bobbi
you may walk alone,but you are most certainly not
alone
enjoyed this very much
give one something to think about hum......
Allen
Thank you for sharing this one.
Lady peg
Your Guardian Angel was watching over you, thank God!
We kind on the same pge again today!!
Love Tinka
Love, Bonnie
Great write!!!
:)Dee