PAD 27-1 Directions

A Promise

In the cool of the evening, I walk

along the sidewalk towards the quiet north.

All the shops are closed, not many about.

The sky’s a mix of blue, white and gray clouds.

I’ve been inside all day with indoor things,

though it’s one of the first nice days this spring.

I promised myself I’d spend time outdoors.

In the cool of the evening, I walk.

As I pass budding and blossoming trees,

I make myself another spring promise.

I’ll visit my kids next April. I walk

along the sidewalk toward the quiet north.

Arizona when it’s not deathly hot,

and Colorado won’t give up snowing,

I’ll make my escape each year, I promise.

All the shops are closed, not many about.           

Firm in resolve, I head back to the house.

Not quite ready to go inside and write,

I sit on the porch breathing in fresh air.

The sky’s a mix of blue, white and gray clouds.