Monday, June 10, 2019

The Footsteps of Florence

My friend left this morning- garbed in his walking gear.
His journey will be swift as he walks a long long day today, alone.
We have laughed and talked
Sung and danced
Drunk wine
Eaten cheeses and tomatoes
Groaned at another hill
Blanched at another descent
Stretched our legs on long flat sections
Now it’s time
To hit our own roads
Plant our own footsteps
I take a zero day at Viverone
Gaze across the lake
He will be 4o km ahead before I find the Via tomorrow morning.
What a blast!!!!!









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