Along the springtime lanes with steady pace
The low sun blinds I should have worn a cap
Although I’m feeling good it’s not a race
No plan today and I don’t need a map
They say you’ll hurt your knees but they don’t know
The feeling that you get transcends those fears
The worries, cares and thoughts which bring you low
Recede as a new frame of mind appears

The rhythm of life and rhythm of feet are one
Though legs will burn you’ll get that special feel
You’ll never know until you start to run
The meditative state it will reveal
So grab your shoes and let’s go for a run
No promises but you might find it fun
A morning sonnet while you run without a bonnet.
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Haha indeed Pat 🙂 I really ought to try something a little less structured.
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Roy, you have captured the feeling beautifully. Running , even if it’s now only short distances … slowly … is pure joy.
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Ah thanks Jane. I’m learning slowly how a few lines of poetry can describe a subject as well as pages of flowery prose.
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Nice one Roy 🌼
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Hey Al and thank you! Perhaps you’ll buy some running gear and give it a go 🙂
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This makes me want to start running. Unfortunately, I hurt my knee before Christmas and it’s taking a long time to heal. Once it’s better, I’ll be buying some running shoes!
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Thanks ER. Start slowly, take advice if you haven’t run before 🙂
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Very positive Roy – and motivational.
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Thank you Andrea, sonnets are fun.
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