Unwinding Poem by Phil Soar

To help myself unwind, I walk for miles
I notice things that always make me smile
The fields of cows all standing chewing grass
While swallows swoop around them as they pass

Nowhere is there such a pleasing sight
Walking on, until the dead of night
The barn owl silently flies overhead
And bats all flutter through the air ahead

To help myself unwind I walk through leas
It never fails to help my ageing knees
To exercise while nature plays it’s game
Without it, life just wouldn’t be the same