Thursday, September 25, 2014

WALKING

I'm walking, I'm walking
the sun on my face.
I'm walking, I'm walking
to keep up my pace.

Come evening, come evening
'for I hit the sack,
I'm walking, I'm walking
coming on back.

   If you went for a walk, where would you go?  What would you see?  Can you write a poem about walking today?  Have fun.

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