Dave Radley

Dave Radley

Wonder walk

Simply strolling, senses open To the wonders of the day: The way light spools, clip-framedAs I saunter past a line of trees Branches embellished with red,Russet, orange, and yellow A breath of air, must-laced, from Autumn's slow decay, cools my brow As a robin's lilting melody trills to The tempo of my crunching feet.