by Ronnie Reese

Created on: August 23, 2010

Some are fast ,

And some are slow.

Others lift their legs high

And others lift them low.

We all have one.

It’s the way we get around,

Our main source of transportation

As we stomp and tread the ground.

It’s the way we walk,

The way we pace.

Everyone has their own

In this human race.

Some saunter,

Some stroll.

Others amble

As they go.

We each walk the way

That works best for us.

Some simply saunter.

With others ambling is a must.

Some stride

Some toddle,

Some wiggle

And others waddle.

Each one is special

In their heart, soul, and mind,

And in the way they move,

They’re the only one of their kind.

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