A mile in treads

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I walked a mile that no one knew

that no one knew that no one knew

I walked a mile that no one knew

except a few except a few.

 


 

I walked a mile Mother photographed well.

In palms and streams and dreamy sleep.

In gazing up where oaks left beams.

I walked a mile in wobbly knees.

 


 

I walked a mile in fast moving rivers.

Gorges, ravines, and steep crevices.

Ne’er did I forget the message?

I’ve learned well in raging waters.

 


 

I walked a mile in open meadows.

Where I met a cute, young fellow.

Ne’er did I will to walk away.

But is our road often chosen?

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