It Is A Beautiful Time To Walk Poem by Shalom Freedman

It Is A Beautiful Time To Walk



It is a beautiful time to walk
A few stars and a crescent moon
Night not yet dying
Though morning coming soon
Silence
And no one else near
And no one else distant
And I without real pain
Going into the cool fresh air
Quiet in contemplation and pleasure
Moving with more hopeful thoughts
Free and easy and happy
Walking just to walk
Again.

Sunday, November 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: walking
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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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