Daily Walks
As I embark on my daily walks
Around the lake where the goose stalks
Its chilly out I’ve been told
chill... it closer to being cold
Or have these bones just gotten old
But I see most of the ducks hunkered
So I ducked the question I just wondered
That’s why I walk around like I’ve wandered
Could this lake pass for a pond I pondered
But curious what the duck might have squandered
Have they tried flying away but faltered
Aren’t these feathered friendly mallards, the fowl, just all birds?
I just don’t comprehend fully
Why only that one goose is such a bully
Perhaps he chooses to be but is not choosy
Chasing all passers by literally being loosey goosey
Only harmless trivial thoughts enter my mind
When I’m on foot accumulating miles
A little while alone in an isle where myself i find
Might find that to myself I smile
But on my return home I remembered
I walk to eventually not feel over-encumbered
But only in my shoes
For when one finds themselves walking a mile in someone else’s
They get to see glimpses
They feel the weight heavily relentless
Understand who’s on the fences, defenseless
But seeing the world thru another’s lenses
Is furthest from being senseless and perhaps the gentlest
Form of selflessness that make believers of that we all might still have a chance at this.