Just Walking

Written by: Angela Lisle

When I am depressed and full of woe
I like to walk miles and miles
Through woods and fields
By streams and brooks with stepping stone crooks
Friendly walk-ways and un-ventured pathways….Just talking

The whole world comes alive…
Water babbles and trickles
Flowers twinkle in the sun
Leaves rush through…
Friendly places for the blue

Watching birds in nests with young chicks at breast
Birds that whistle and woo, sing and cuckoo
Squirrels dancing all around, up the trees and on the ground
Leaves twisting and turning - stirring
Friendly blanket-leaves for youths’ spring spirit beneath

Inviting, friendly places
Nature’s aces, hands, full
Never leaving, cycling, completing
Wholesome land of Mother Earth
Friendly absorbing places of mirth