Heavy Going

I plod within a sea of mud
beside a river set to flood!

Brightness

I woke to skies of blue and sun

and thought, “A proper day’s begun!”

Untitled!

Dear friends, I find myself in shock
 I have a dose of writers block!

Winter's Grip

I look at first, then venture out
as Winter's coldness hangs about

Snow Play

... and when the snow more thickly falls
I make and throw snow balls!

Wintry Weather

A gentle dust of fragile snow
will shower me when out I go.

Staying In?

Another cold, damp cloudy day
not designed for Walker play!

Day By Day

Day by day I write my thoughts

in short, sharp, simple, swift retorts.

Like my stories told in rhymes,

remembrances of former times.

Resolutions

As Christmas fades, comes year anew

and much I have resolved to do.

Some Have Asked Me Why?

Some readers of this daily word

think my choice of gifts absurd.

The simple answers as to why?

In my Kindle stories lie.

So now you have my Presents List,

please read the tales for what you've missed!

Day Twelve

On the twelfth day of Chris’mas, Mr. Walker gave to me

Twelve spotted scarves -

Day Eleven

On the eleventh day of Chris’mas, Mr. Walker gave to me

Eleven Walkering guidebooks -

Day Ten

On the tenth day of Chris’mas, Mr. Walker gave to me

Ten pairs of striped socks -

Day Nine

On the ninth day of Chris’mas, Mr. Walker gave to me

Nine bobble hats -

Day Eight

On the eighth day of Chris’mas, Mr. Walker gave to me

Eight tons of conkers -