Walk With Me

The world passes by while I whistle my tune. A melody as soft as a feather and just as calming. No one has cared to join in, but it does catch the ear of a few. They slow down and walk with me for a while. A smile spreads across their face as they listen. Then they are gone, as quick as they had come along. They leave happier than they had arrived, with a little less weight on their shoulders. Even though none stayed, I will always remember them.