I am going to talk about the little bit of Christmas walk I did today. No, It's not in the heart of London. No, it's not done under the glistening light decorations and Christmas trees. It was an ordinary walk. It has been a wonderful Christmas. I had 48 hours at work. And I did not know public transport was not available, on my side! And I decided to walk. Walk all the way the 8-mile home, that I routinely travel on bus, to feel what I haven't felt, on the fast-moving bus. Time was on my side, So, I did not mind.
Occasionally stopping to write about a tree. A gloomy day. Typical English weather.
I'm walking the 8mile back home. (Literally)
In company with the mind of my own
Silence and peace are my best friends.
When the trees cry still on loss of them.
It's the winter I have to face.
They left me such a disgrace.
I kept my hopes up this time.
Trust is broken yet I'm fine.
(The Oak told me)
Maybe another spring will come.
Oak is strong proud a legend on its own.
We sang a song since spring,
through summer into autumn
A song of color green to brown
Our deed is done its time to rest on the ground.
(Leaves told me- don't tell him)
Will climb back in next spring.
The dead Fox
The first thing I saw this morning, noticeable was a dead fox. on the road. Still fresh but dead as a fox. Unfortunately, I did not have courage to photograph a dead fox.
Your father will come home, don't cry dear darlings.
A rat or a mouse or a hare will he bring this morning.
I know it's cold, and you are hungry, hold on hoping.
Its Christmas, God is kind to everyone, I don't know why,
I feel a little chilling, a shivering.
(Mother fox told her children)
Eight Miles.
Eight miles I am travelling every day. How boring it could be to travel on a bus?
A tree with A cancer.
I saw this giant with a cancer, on its trunk,
He was fine in his prime maybe
Maybe it was all benign.
Though the capture is dark, You will find its bark
expanded, with the bulge
In his tummy
The final bit I took through the park.
Captured the dead giant just at the exit.
More like what remained of the service
He has done to the society still stood
Taller than me.
Thank you for reading A Christmas walk- 8 mile.
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