Steely gray is the world today
Pleasantly cool for walking.
It appears I have a lot to say,
And that I never stop talking.
My mind skips place to place
Foot fingers to deepest space.
Pleasantly cool for walking.
Pebbled path, so nothing new.
Some days my body’s balking
I ignore it and power through.
Walks on will can be unwise.
Think, gut smaller than eyes.
It appears I have a lot to say,
And I have never been demure.
For any whose ears I make pay,
Hear they’re working on a cure.
Is a cure for me a cure for you?
Will it fix our major boo-boos?
And that I never stop talking
Is evident from certain looks.
I’d note my outline’s chalking
Ne’er one to do it by the book.
My love of words means I read
So a book is something I need.
My mind skips place to place.
Is it why I miss a step or two?
Sure, I should slow my pace.
But my mind does what it do.
My age now impedes my step.
Shaky into my pace it’s crept.
Foot fingers to deepest space.
A Slavic language reference.
I might’ve rather said a dace
But I’d be fishing a defense.
Obscurity never ever my aim,
Just my mind playing a game.
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Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,
Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
Unite the World!
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