Walk My Way

If you are feeling alone perhaps it is because you walk your own way.

Lets walk randomly across the city instead and find what we can.

Enjoy the movement, stop to stay a while and then go back again.

Serendipity, finding beauty in torn flags fluttering,

Over a dusty window where the old Greek greets us with a forgotten smile

Plastic buckets piled high in front of the China store like a rainbow,

A love letter painted in fading red on the pavement where she runs for the train

Tasting morning coffee chocolate in the corner of your mouth

Leaves piled against the fence falling down, The beauty of an ever-changing sky,

Just look at it a while and really see,

And walk my way.

Author: Shawsy

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