The Silent Path
I walked on a path alone, Day after day, Step after step. Occasionally, I would stop To look at something near my path, A beautiful flower Or a ray of sunshine making its way through the trees. Some days the quietness would comfort me And other days it echoed loneliness, But always, it was there - silence. I'm not sure why I never looked ahead Until today - And then I saw you. Now my walks will never be the same Because I will never walk alone again.

