Walking 11 Tuesday Nov 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment Strolling through the woods On a summer’s day, The sun bursts a path through the trees And pools in light puddles at my feet. Walking, walking, walking… Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...