For days I was able to walk as others do everyday.
However, this is not the case today.
I have to use a wheelchair to get around.
However, I do remember a time when I was walking with my brother at midnight.
It was a special time for us in that we were discussing things of a spiritual nature.
We found peace; in the walking.
The air was so brisk and the moon was shining that night.
It was a time of the full moon and the joys of seeing it first hand.
I enjoyed our time together as we casually walked the street and had a good time together.
The days of my walking are over for me as I am confined to a wheelchair.
But the day will come when I will be able to walk again and be able to move on my own accord.
This is something I remember and want to share it with you.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)