Oh, but to take a day and just walk and talk
share senses we see hovering over the trees
Stroll just about anyplace in the park
while spirits hang luxuriously with ease.
To read and or speak when feelings move
reconstruct yesterday's visitations with those
who, like a piece of cloth picked by a tailor
chosen to weave the best anyone knows.
Oh yes, it does tend to be quite true
for us to sit and read poetry out loud
when the sun shines its warmth in the park
sharing with you would make me proud.
We'll leave it for the Springtime
but must keep it an open date
So when nature's blend has bloomed
we can mingle with poetry's open gate.
Del Cano 2008 January
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