Walking the Walk, Talking the Talk

While walking the walk and talking the talk i opened my mind and let the thoughts crawl we saw the dawn into a perfect morn' the gleaming rays giving way to burning sun.. We talked about, his life and mine of poems and signs, and lovely wine of etiquttes so fine in the art of dine of deepest fears and the longest years of friends and foes through the highs and lows the memories so sweet of home and more took over us and made us sore Such insane was the talk over the bridge...and along the road... Made us think why after all it felt like spring during the fall The war began of rationale minds why after all we went along Its then we could see the fall With no more road for the walk....And silence taking over the talk..