#WritcoPoemPrompt124
A walk on a beach,
Both, on your bare feet,
So close and within reach,
A conversation brief but sweet,

A walk towards the moon,
Both, staring at the twinkling stars,
Scattered around the great balloon,
Oblivious of their previous scars,

A walk around the earth,
Both, hand in hand,
Away from their place of birth,
Their feet lost in the moist sand,

A walk towards the future,
Both, unaware of the journey abound,
But aware of the hovering vulture,
Alas! Risks make the earth go round.


© Zee Momma