\"OVER the limp and sallow grasses, Deborah, will you walk with me? You may gather gentians in purple masses And honeypods from the locust tree\" - from .An Autumn Walk With Deborah\' by Aline Kilmer
Come walk with me, for walking\'s sake,
By the cool meadow, beside the lake,
Beside the sun-warmed red-brick wall,
With nothing in mind, nothing at all;
Our destination is of no import,
The atmosphere becalmed, unfraught,
No matter the terrain be smooth or rough,
To be with you is quite enough;
Weariness has left my tired bones,
As we tread the grasses, gravel and stones,
Time passed us by long ago,
The clocks may have stopped for all I know;
Come walk with me, for walking\'s sake,
Our lives in balance for us to take,
Let us no longer prevaricate or stall,
I have nothing in mind, nothing at all.