As I walk the mall each day <br /> I listen to what the walkers say <br /> They are very quiet at the start <br /> After a while they begin to talk <br /> They talk about their grandchildren, spouses, and all the rest <br /> Especially the children who have left the nest <br /> Their purpose for walking is for their heart or perhaps to lose weight <br /> But, it gives them a chance to relate <br /> Their thoughts and feelings to their friends recently made <br /> And hope that this friendship will never fade.<br /><br />Edith Lo Bue<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mall-walkers/
