As I Walk
By: Kaia Ryden
April 9, 2025
The chirping of the morning —
Brushes my cheek–
As I walk through
Our beautiful memories.
I wonder–
If you can see
How well I’ve grown–
But I know
You are much too far–
To feel the warmth
Of my arms–
Or enjoy the soft breeze
That is caressing my face–
As I walk through–
This lovely garden of life.
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