We all walk to the top of the hill when that big brass bell tolls,
Only to see the view anew and stand in awe at the infinite beauty.
Some on those with a tender heart never return to the Valley of Joy.
To those I lift a glass of wine and wipe the tears from this ancient face.
Come with me to the sandy beach when the wind whistles by,
And salute those who face the day with courage,
Salute to those who have Valour in times of misfortune.
And herald those who find Joy in the Good times,
Belief where there is diffidence ,
Honesty against deceit
And tolerance in days of lassitude.
But above all find Kindness on the walk home.
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David Wakeling (
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Kindness is the way to walk home David.
Andy
Yes indeed. Without that we are nothing. Thanks for reading
Walk it all the way, a really Lovely write, enjoyed
Yes indeed.Thanks for commenting mi amigo
You are very welcome
Walking home only works out when kindness is about 🕊️🙏🏻
Yes you are right.Thanks for your insight mi amigo
Most welcome prof!🕊️🙏🏻
The first thing that I noticed David was the form of the poem that seems to be a snifter to propose a toast with. The poem is a salute to those with courage. I with you salute and stand in awe of those with courage. And here my thoughts ramble off in many directions at the different types of courage that exist. Loved this poem David
Its a salute to those with enough courage to live with kindness.Thanks for your insightful comments
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