Rambling End.

I went walking,
Some fresh air,
To clear cobwebs.

Along city streets,
Past city shops,
To the outskirts.

I walked on,
On and on,
A town approached.

I walked amongst,
Houses, shops, streets,
On and out.

Next a village,
A small sprawl,
Swift walk through.

I continued walking,
Past crop fields,
Down country lanes.

Some fresh air,
Cobwebs to clear,
Walking I went.

Down valley deep,
Up hills high,
‘Cross brooks wet.

Following wide roads,
And narrow lanes,
And scrawny paths.

Walking went I,
Until the coast,
Cool sea breeze.

No cobwebs cleared,
Onward I walk,
Washing them away…