Strolling

Strolling with an old friend
No fences to mend
Each stride a reaffirming
With memories confirming
Our mutual love affair
Of our shared lives as we dare
To be blessed with the same vision
Of loving others as our mission
To find common ground with others
Our sisters and brothers
No matter their views
Or what’s seen on the news
For we all belong to the same tribe
Ignore the diatribe
So my friend and  I know
No matter where our paths go
We’ll always be side by side
And in peace we will stride.

I wrote this on January 15th, right after we had the idea for this walk. How cool it is to know that 8 months later, it is coming to fruition! Jim has put his heart and soul into this adventure, and I’m so blessed to be striding with him everyday, not just for nine days in August.