Walk
Hazy Sunday, friendly funday
Lazy chats and who needs Monday?
A favourite place, a cheerful
face
A glowing sun and a carefree pace
Lock that heaves 'midst Autumn
leaves
We heal the world in woolly sleeves
With hands thrust deep we walk
and weep
And talk of things we two shall keep
No need to touch, our words say
much
A love for life and friends and such
The
breeze it licks while distant ticks
A timepiece as at life it picks
Memories call, reflections fall
Beneath the surface feelings sprawl
We laugh and smile, we gently
rile
Our heads we turn and pause awhile
Now chills set in, goosepimply
skin
The café nears, we glance and grin
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