'Long Walk' Poem by Linda Winchell

When I was young I use to walk to church
But the road never seemed so long.
I tried it Sunday, was just this week
But the shoes I was wearing were wrong.

My feet hurt so that I could not move
Not one step further take.
That road was long as long could be
The road walked as a child I would make.

We never see when we are young
The true length, nor the height of things.
But when we grow older the tasks seem harder
Of what lay ahead for us might bring.

What was in my mind as that child?
As I walked that long road ahead.
I skipped and sang a childhood song
Made the road become shorter to tread.

Maybe that's what is missing,
The joy that was in those child footsteps.
Then my journey wouldn't seem so long.
So next time I decide to walk to church,
I'll wear better shoes and in my heart I will place a song.