The important walk

I am alerted to your presence by a wave
Not from you but a good friend
More observant of your arrival than I
She waves urgently telling me to turn to you
I had not sensed you
This time
But I turn as though we did this frequently
As of course we must
When I am less aware of
Things
You need to see a place special and new
We walk you and I, everywhere
And your smile tells me you are pleased with the choice
I hoped you would be
Lifted by your approval of the hills and sea
Your arm through mine
A feather of a touch, barely there
Turning to speak you are gone again
I have returned to the other lands that draw near
Looking at a just baked lemon cake and a steaming mug
Opposite the friend who was my alert
So I could answer your call

Ailsa

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Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember, devouring the stories of Roald Dahl under the covers by torchlight. I have always loved fairy tales, myths and magic. A good deal of the things I write has some truth in it. Others, not. I’m pleased you dropped by, please feel free to leave me a comment or if you’re kind enough to share that’s fine. ☺️

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