Come for a Walk with me

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Come for a walk with me

I need to be out amongst the trees

and the green...

Let's follow the Avon River

as it meanders

through the Botanical gardens

in Christchurch

I need to breathe the fresh Autumn air

and see signs of life

this waiting

this waiting for death 

is new to me

I am a stranger to its ways

unfamiliar with its dance

the erratic path it takes

My Father

is very strong willed

but so is Death

they are engaged in a duel

where there is no doubt

as to who the victor will be

Autumn is slipping away

the slow Avon keeps on flowing 

to the source

and nature fills me anew 

with her

 golden energy

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