Mall Walkers

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

by Edith Lo Bue

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