Writing

Walking, walking, snow crunching under my feet,
A white haze of light, no sun protruding the clouds,
The air is warm, yet the breeze cool,
It is a beautiful day, no stress, peaceful,
Everything gentle, simple,
I was on a bike, why, I don't know,
The was the same, so quiet and calm,
My heart smiled,
Electricity dancing through my body,
I'll never forget that feeling,
For as long as I live, it will live too,
Walking, walking, snow crunching under my feet again,
I will remember it some time again,
But for now, I must continue walking.