Walk About Poem by Holmes Jim

One late day in May, he took to the woods,
On a solo adventure close to his heart,
A seven-day trek, just to see if he could,
Hike the La Coche Trail in Killarney Park,

Along blazed trails that sometimes-left doubts,
He strolled among giants, as he pushed on alone,
Beneath swaying trees, along peaceful routes,
He wandered footpaths of the great unknown,

For forty-eight hours, he passed not a soul,
Resting at places that interested him most,
Awed by the wilderness that's beyond one's control,
His only companion were the thoughts he held close,

Walking in solitude he explored many sights
Covering great distances, in the forest so deep,
His adventure continued until the onset of night,
When he'd set down his pack and fall fast to sleep,

He faced this daily challenge of stamina and sweat,
That tested his endurance and measured his worth,
A remarkable journey, he won't soon forget,
When he took to the woods to walk alone on this Earth.