I'm sorry for running,
But it was getting stuffy.
So I ran outside,
And around the corner.
I was going to run back,
But I walked instead.
And I kept walking
Because,
I love the warm street.
The warmth on my feet.
I love the fresh air.
The benign wind so fair.
I love that it's summer again.
The long lost friend.
Because,
Heat from the sun
Is the warmth I crave.
I realize as I run,
It's something to save.
The snow and cold has melted
Outside of the home.
I feel no longer pelted.
Because,
The daisy’s have bloomed.
Lawns are neatly groomed.
But nothing you assumed.
So I'm going to keep walking,
I'll walk till it's winter again.