Out early
past cars, past cyclists
I walk
on and off the bikes
in and out the cars
I walk
Through the streets
cross at the lights
to the park
off the path
past the squirrels
the crow, the robin
i walk
through the 'no bikes' flower garden
i walk
see the ducks
the birds
the rose garden
I walk
smell the roses
sit
still
watch, listen, feel the sun
then up
and off
I walk
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I enjoyed this urban walk with you.