Our Walk- a poem

COME walk with me and hear my thoughts,

I call to You today.

The road awaits, and I am here,

With many words to say.

WE stroll along the path of life

With fragrance in the breeze.

And then I turn to You and say

“I have some questions, please.”

AND so we talk of everything,

Of laughter, and of tears.

And soon I come to realize

That all throughout my years,

LONG before invited, You

Were there aside of me.

It took me time and lessons learned

For me to really see.

Retm