WHAT A LITTLE WALK WON’T DO

What a little walk won’t do,
to soak you through
with warmth and light
of sun,
and freshest air,

a swift spin on a bike just might,
to get your gears a-turning
smooth as a flying, wind-filled kite,
that soars agleam
with sun’s bright glare. . .

or, failing that,
a floor
on which to flop,
and feel and breathe
whatever
from your walk and ride
you got,
will be apt
set you right. . .

So you
can be more you,
not just
your clever talk to talk,
but your best, clear walk to walk,
so strong and straight
and tall and true.

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