Just Walking

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