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Blog Blog on the Range!

My partner and I hiked for a couple of miles
this September afternoon.
At one point I thought we had gotten off path.

Even so, the wild grass was fine
under our feet
with lots of pink sprays.
We had sturdy sticks.

When we emerged back onto the path,
we had cleared the top of a hill
that opened onto a glade of golden rod
and dainty yellow butterflies.

Much to my pleasure,
the path did not peak sharply;
rather, the top of the hill, along with
the autumn glade, flattened out for a bit
so that we could amble along
and enjoy the view.

Here's to hoping that walk,
and our quite rest on the bridge together at the end,
is a very long lasting metaphor.