Poem for her 45

Dear Readers,


The walking tours

We like to go places
Even though we love staying at home too
We go for picnics
We go to food shops
We go to wine growing places
We go walking at all of them
We like to walk
We take walking tours
As I'd call them
We might have to drive there
But we like to walk places
Woods, glades, hills and valleys
Small shops, art galleries
Nice old homes down lanes
Or around our cabin in the woods
The walking tours of our life


Happy Birthday Babe

Charles