Adrian L. Kerley

And I watched with amazement as he moved forward,

     indiscernible to most,

his large right foot forward, knee bent, chest full and extended,

     arms rounded out to his side,

his long white beard and hair afloat upon the wind,

     blasting out his bitter breath of chill upon his own knee,

as leaves, brown and past their purpose,

     scurried to form a path before him.

And I with a twinkle of glee in my eye

     and a small grin frozen upon the corner of my face,

zipped my coat, planted my hands in my pockets,

     and moved toward him with rounded eye,

eager heart, and childlike delight.

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 ~fin

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