As they watch the old man walk by each day at his slow but steady pace

They often comment on his peculiar gait…or the smile on his face.


They wonder what he’s up to…they certainly want it known

who the old man might be talking to as he walks by on his own.


If they ask him…he would tell them…as he is walking through…

His wife, who he misses every day, is who he’s is talking to.


How they used to walk each morning together…along this very way

and how he loves to fill her in on all that happened yesterday.


He would tell them not to worry…and he’d certainly want it known


the reason for his smile is…he never walks alone.

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