by Roberta Gould
The pleasure of walking slowly
With nowhere to go
Happy to waddle the streets
With no one along
To plod foot to foot
giving each side its due
sitting and staring
into nothing at all
To doze without knowing
awake with a start
touched by the sky
its rain pouring down
Photo by Daniel Hansen on Unsplash
Lovely, Roberta. So gentle.
Thank you.
Beautiful, and I do so relate to this in rainy UK Manchester.