
walking these streets for years
each day brings new faces
young and old
black and white
moving past
with a destination in mind
yet walking on this street
day after day
without a destination
strolling with eyes wide open
intently listening
there is a longing
hearts breaking
hearts worried
hearts afraid
moving towards a destination
with purpose
expectation
but missing the point
of the journey
© 2023 Jason A. Muckley
Beautiful poem, Jason! ❤
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Thanks Carol Anne
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