Water for the soul – K.B

Water for the soul


In a cold winter
Water flows
Near the bridge.

Evening walkers
Open their umbrellas.

They have colored coats
And wide smiles,
Going through
The woods
After dinner.

There are lanterns
On the branches
To guide them
To the other side
Of the city.

Their talk is hushed and soft,
Self satisfied after wonderous
Food and company.

Appetite was there too,
And the happy stomach
Wasn’t aching anymore.

The music was beautiful

The walk through the woods
Is quiet long,

But there are so many
Well mannered people
On the trail.

They keep crossing
The bridge
On the path
Of light.

They can’t see
The end of it,
There’s always
An arm to which
They can hang to
And lean amicably.

They pat eachother
On the back
And they keep

In the happiest
Place on earth…





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