Wood WalkA Poem by Bill MacEachern
I Wood Walk
I wood walk for leisure I wood walk for me I wood walk and listen To old woods that creak I wood walk at daybreak I would walk and breathe I wood walk while tasting The scent of wet leaves I wood walk and ponder I wood walk the trail I wood walk winters woods When I want to feel I wood walk in rhythm I wood walk alone I wood walk and listen As birds sing along I’d knock on the knotted pines And walk right on in Then roam the wooden pews Of my church again Bill MacEachern December 13, 2023 © 2024 Bill MacEachern |
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