I am ready

By 29th March 2011December 9th, 2019No Comments

I walked with my father
A mere slip of a lad
Listened to tales of my culture
Being told by my Dad
I walked with my brothers
Though run may be more true
As we talked through our childhood
And annoyed people like you
I walked the plains of Canada
Where native Indians once stood
I walked trodden routes
Through ancient forests of tall woods
I walked with the bravest
The strongest of our men
I walked in to the battles
Praying to walk out again
But what if I could choose
With whom I could walk
An opportunity to wander
A chance to have a talk
I already know the answer
Only one with whom to walk
One to have discussions with
Discussions I know not what
I have had enough of wander
No life is left for me
My god is the one I go with
If only he would take me

David McDonald

Author David McDonald

More posts by David McDonald

Leave a Reply