Where the Sidewalk Starts

Let’s meet where the sidewalk starts,
Saunter and stroll and share our hearts.
Talk and walk the footpath together,
Let’s ramble and babble no matter the weather.

Let’s hold hands to keep us warm,
Dark clouds warn of distant storm.
Rain can fall and wind can blow,
Let’s keep talking and walking, let’s go.

Steps might falter but our grip won’t break,
Let’s keep on walking ‘til ankles ache
Later our feet we’ll soak and knead
Soothing pain with rest, indeed.

Let lightning strike, let thunder roll,
We’ll keep walking and talking, soul to soul
“Til the end of this pathway we eventually part,
Let’s meet in the morning where the sidewalk starts.

Shout out to Shel Silverstein for inspiration words and imagination.


I’ve been thinking of you
Between phone calls
And meetings.

I can’t wait for tonight
And continue what we started

I’ll bring chocolates,
A basket of berries
And bubbly drinks.

Curl up on the sofa
And dim the room lights
Tonight’s about you; tonight is your night.

I’ll listen and smile
Laugh—maybe cry
As we watch the hours stream by.

Keep telling your stories
’til the wee morning hours
You have my full attention; I’m yours for the weekend.

I’ve got you on a timer
To shut off when I sleep.
I love you, Binge Buddy; our weekends give me life.