Walk - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Walk

A couple of friends walk down a
Leaf-strewn path, thin sunlight
Just warming their steps. A man
Walks toward them and nods
As he gets closer, they nod back.

Conversation turns to events
Gone by. Abstract time and
Moments become heavier and
More valuable as life passes.

I’m glad you’re here.
Me too.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer