Mine Falls Stroll

Early in the morning. Laces tied. We're on our way.

Sunlight through the branches. Golden beams that guide the day. Along the river

whispers. Beside the old canal. Every step a memory.

Every breeze a call. We walk the Mine Falls Trail where nature paints

the scene. Over wooden bridges where the water runs serene. From forest hush

to city hum. Our hearts never stray. Ending up on Main Street for

ice cream and play. The laughter echoes softly. Footsteps in the

leaves. We cross another wooden span. The world begins to breathe.