Vera Sidhwa


I Walked


I walked around a corner,
To keep a pace,
Of what was going around,
The other face.

I walked on a sidewalk,
With seems so loose,
That I almost tripped,
When my tennis shoes lost gripped.

My greatest walk in this world today.
Was the walk I took around the Earth.
That adventure countless jewels did pay.
I remember this to this day.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013
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  • Thomas A Robinson (8/21/2013 3:53:00 PM)

    being static is good for only so long, one must move on always turning the mossy side to the sun.
    If you went around once turn and come back and undo all you were in the past.
    Like a six string guitar becoming a twelve (Report) Reply

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