If you are going to walk at All
Try to walk straight and Tall
Hold your head up High
And I'm gonna tell you Why
When you walk all hunched Over
All bent down, nose in the Clover
You miss all the things around You
keep your head up, the sky is blue.
Not to miss a thing, to sense All
For this, you have to walk Tall
Taste, touch, see, smell and Feel
So you see walking tall is Ideal! ! !
You are so right. I try to walk tall but it is hard to, at only five foot...lol Patricia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Trouble is when the tiredness sets in David, one tends to droop somewhat. But I will try. Love Ernestine XXX