Whimsical Walk

For my friend Sarah ~

Life is strange
in little ways,
in countless
hours and
many days.

A word we
speak in
casualness
well-meant
is to another
more than
kindness felt.

A whimsical
walk in
sunlit rays
across green
grass and
up the stairs.
Daydreamed
steps meandering
through life's
smallest joys.

A moment
spoken -
taken twice.
A warm
embrace
and friendship's
heart
continues true.

Life is strange
in little ways,
in countless hours
and throughout
the years.

© Eleanor Clark
12 April 2013