The Walk
written by: TM Arko
I took a walk on a winter’s day
To warm my cold, cold heart
The sun broke through the clouds
Sister moon was up there too
The world sang a song
The clouds moved in rhythm
The trees spoke softly
While the evening sky began to glow
An eagle flew over me
Heading for his home
I took a walk on a winter’s day
The sun was there
The moon was there
The eagle on his way
My cold, cold heart melted
Spring was just around the corner
I live in the Pacific Northwest. A small community with farms and antique shops. Lots of rivers and lakes and these are some of the themes I like. I am a technical writer by trade so poetry offers me an escape from the more mundane industrial articles I work on day to day. I love music and am a classic rock fanatic. Love good books and stories too.
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