Same Walk

poem by: Rhys Aquinas
Written on Feb 07, 2018

It's so boring.
It's so plain.
It's the same walk every day.
I see the same cats lying in the path, snoring.
I see the same faces as I walk down the lane.
I see the same children as in their gardens they play.
It's always the same.
But at least it's peaceful
In this small village of lovely people.
I hear beautiful birdsongs
But alas, it is always the same.


Tags: Happy, Sad, Love, Imagery,

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Frank byrne/Hornby.. commented on Feb 07, 2018 at 9:21pm
......until one's not the same.... .....good poem..
Fadrian Bartley commented on Feb 08, 2018 at 1:42am
i like this one piece
The Wave Poet commented on Feb 14, 2018 at 3:11pm
Loved the feeling it transmitted


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