WALK

Leaves covering roads once walked

Looking like something new

Heavens still pink from a chilly night

Sunrise again, to drew the dew

Soft sounds of music pouring down

From old oak trees

Playing that same old classic tune,

of the birds n' the bees

Soft this pathway

Hidden well

Sparkling leaves sheltering gravel

Crimson stars, slow cascade

I am unafraid of where it will travel

Fireworks of orange, hues of auburn

Wonders of autumn against stone

I am no longer afraid to walk it alone

Scents of pine in moistened mornings

The cool of dawn against faces

The warmth of your hand, my heart races

... Memories of old... in a fallen leaf pile

You reach my pace, take my hand...

Feel free to join me... and make me smile...