Poetry - Walking the Block

[0411121221AMishC.E.S.]

I get use to the distance,
in spike of muscular resistance.
I get use to the hill,
and the adrenaline thrill.
I maintain a steady pace,
while in my own little race.

Within my rhythm & rhyme,
there's never enough time.

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

I see the flowers start to bloom,
knowing summer is coming soon.
I see all the pretty colours,
and arrangements by my neighbours.
Curving pathways & stairs to climb,
Landscaping sure is looking fine!

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

Neighbourly "Hello"s now passing by,
conversations sure cause time to fly.
Sharing, laughing, learning, knowing,
keeps us guessing, keeps us growing.
Common interests & activities bind us,
as friendships grow - without a fuss.

Growing friendships, growing community,
growing closer, growing safety, growing love.

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

Finding many artists living here,
feeling at home among them - that is clear.
Inspirations that surround me,
stir ideas all the time.
Taking pictures to remind me,
project ideas waiting in line.

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

Opportunities with potential & meaning,
Now dreams-to-reality scale is leaning.
Making hearts happy & people grinning,
We are the ones that are winning.
Friends & families in this place,
sharing themselves with a loving face.

No better place to arrive,
Not just to survive.

Creating a better place to be alive.

 Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

         ~Fini~