From home I set out early in the morn
for a long walk, of which I'm very fond.
My feet are shod with shoes of sturdy soles
the firm and solid ground they surely hold.
A hat my head does shield well from the sun,
while on my face a gentle wind does run.
Foliage of green trees tower high above
still higher up the sky the white clouds move.
Each step I take along the endless way,
brings me nearer to the venue for the day.
On and on, my walk becomes hard-fought,
"Oh! A long way to go" is all that fills my thought.
Clouds are scant, skies turn blue and clear,
The day gets brighter, the sun begins to sear.
I trundle on, keeping my spirits high,
knowing well the end will soon be nigh.
At last, I cheer up, I have won the fight,
my destination appears within sight
My strength I summon, my body forward send
with a spring in my steps, I make it to the end.
20191110
#PoetryByHaroldHuang
The Walk
