Greener Grass

I walk the trail with you
Some days our walk is brutally hard
We cry
Some days our walk is exquisitely ecstatic
We laugh, dance, sing

I walk the trail with you
The trail forks
We choose which way is best
not by what brings the least pain
but what will provide

Our great test of heart
we walk as one heart
with Trust and kindness
our abiding scout

I walk with you always
sharing moccasins
on our trail that leads to greener grass

— Giselle M. Massi © Dec. 9, 2013