The Good Walk

I saw a sister walk the good walk this morning Just the way I like to see If she was riding a horse she’d sit tall in the saddle Go head and walk that walk for me

She worked the running late gait
All business on her mind
You could tell she had no time to chat
So I let her walk on to catch her train I surmised She must’ve known that I like it like that

She should teach that walk to the young ones Showing how to move with style and grace For a minute I felt movement inside And I never even saw her face

by William Stephenson

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