#neverwalkalone

NEVER WALK ALONE

 

 

I noticed the old man every morning as he walked by on his own…one day I stopped and asked him, “Old man…why do you walk alone?”

 

The old man, who was always smiling, turned and his smile fell on me… “I never walk alone.” he said, “as long as there are trees.”

 

“As long as there are birds who in those trees do sing…as long as there are crickets chirping…as long as there are flowers in the Spring.”

 

As long as there’s a breeze in my face…as long as there is water in the bay…as long as there are rabbits who hop with me along the way.” 

 

“As long as there are owls who hoot heir morning tune…as long as looking down on me…there is a sliver of the moon.”

 

“As long as there are stars and planets in colors white and yellow and red…as long as there are clouds to greet me gently floating overhead.”

 

“You ask why I walk alone,” he said, “but alone I never will be…as long as the memory of my wife is walking next to me.”

 

“I’d love to stay and talk more,” the old man winked, “but it is such a beautiful day.” Then the old man smiled saying, “so we best be on our way.”

 

Most days now I wave at him as he walks with his memories…

his trees…

his clouds…

but every now and then…

with the old man’s blessing…

he lets me join the crowd.

 

 

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