Walking Cane

I take this cane with me everywhere I go It travels with me from bike path to the open road With my knife I add a notch at each milestone It is quite adorned now for ways of only I would know My cane knows that I travel with the sorrowful blues I strum it like a guitar and belt out some notes, a few You could say this walking cane define me But I say it's my friend from what I can see As for the notches... they are my angels and my demons speaking to my walking cane over all the past seasons Sunday, May 7, 2023 Poem inspired by Joe Bonamassa's song Notches