The Path

Let’s go this way, Mama!
Scampering down the sandy path,
Pass under the big tree.

A bench by the bubbling creek,
Wiggle our toes in the sand,
Wild irises glimmer in the shade: Just right
For making small boys smile.

cross-posted at Pictures, Poetry & Prose

Reading of The Path

First Audio File

As promised, here is my first audio file, Direction:   I posted this poem a couple days ago with no audio. Enjoy!

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