Steps
I walk alone
I walk in company
I walk directionless
I walk with purpose
I walk in the sun,
and in the shade.
Every step nearer to my destination
Every step nearer to that final one I’ll take
So I shall walk
While I can
And be grateful.

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Very nice. Great read.
Thank you, very much appreciated. Thanks for looking in and taking the time to read.
Chris
You’re welcome.
I agree, very nice. I hope you are doing well 🙂
Thank you Elizabeth.
All fine here, ankle healed. How are you? 🙂
I am doing alright, this new job keeps me pretty busy, but it is nice to travel.
Enjoyed this. Reminded me of my walks when I am trying to get inspiration or just for pleasure. Thanks.
Thanks Jane.
Ironically writen with the left ankle still cut, grazed and painful a couple of weeks after a bike spill, hence the left foot hidden.
We are a pair of almost walking wounded. Hope you recover soon. It is such a pain!! You have one good foot and I have one good arm…we can do the tango still.
Now THAT could be something to write about 🙂
It would be something to see I don’t know about write about..LOL Shoulder hurts just thinking….:)
I’ll do the typing 🙂
Ah how sweet. Thanks. 🙂
How is the ankle now? Ready to trip the light fantastic yet?
Hi Jane,
I am indeed, in fact I did not so long ago so all good I guess. In addition I’ve converted my mountain bike to a road-going bike so I’m green and lean 🙂
How are you?