I d walk down that path shadowed by trees,
feeling every dent along the uneven path with my bare feet.
When the sunlight trickles through
the fleeting gaps between the leaves and branches that
sway to the rhythm of the wind,
I would take a deep breath and smile to the warmth I feel.
When I reach the end of the path,
I start my search for another path and learn to not look back.
And I know the memories of that path will continue to replay in my mind
whenever i think of it.