An Afternoon Walk

The sun has slanted down west The wind is balmy, oh. I forget it's spring Twigs showing their clustered florets, beginning a bloom Can't figure out why I decide for a walk Must be the forecast, the weather is good Now, I am here, joining the throng of people Who looks forward, what the spring has brought Their radiant smiles are real, not marred by winter woes Waves of hands float like a victorious pose. Greetings are expectantly warm and joyous. Thankful, I come out and get the chance to meet them. I am particularly dressed up in green and red. At least, when the afternoon deepens, I may brighten the way. Though the grayness still pervades, I will remain unfazed. As sure as my limbs walk on this hardened ground As strong as my arms swing along with the stream of air and embrace the nobility of the moment ...I am free.. As long as I have the heart to appreciate these people So long as I have the drive to join them ...I have hope..