WALKING
Walking, on a cold frosty morn
Gloves and scarf on me adorn.
Walking, in the crisp fresh snow
Making my nose all aglow.
Walking, up in the hills
Waterproofs on, to keep out chills.
Walking, down in the dales
Up in the sky all the contrails.
Walking, down along the field
Looking at what it has to yield.
Walking, in the summer sun
When the day is nearly done.
Walking, down the stony lane
Writing keeps me quite sane.
Walking,shoes, boots and feet
All traipsing down the street.
Walking, along full of emotion
Scribbling with a vague notion.
Walking, in the evening shade
Watching daylight start to fade.
© Hazel 2011
