A Long Walk

He walks slowly forward, uncertainty with each step

A woman stands in his path, compassion in her eyes

She knows the fear he feels, she has seen it many times before

She reaches out her hand, a sign of a friend

He refuses, marching evermore

Years pass, the time etched on his face

Still he marches, though slower now

The fear has left his eyes, though uncertainty remains

The woman still joins him on his path, her compassion never wanes

He has seen others take her hand, watched them cross her peaceful bridge

He knows she is not the enemy, yet still refuses to take her hand

Years more pass, the time has marred his joints

He walks slower now, no longer a march

The woman walks with him, a faithful companion

He is ready now to take her hand, a wondrous journey awaits

He reaches, pauses to look around, and grasps her hand

He exhales, deeper than he ever has before

The world around him inhales softly

He's marching again, a smile with each step

The woman and man march hand in hand

Together they shall remain

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