If ever the moment comes
when my steps have
become few and light
when my ability to walk
at all becomes a chore,
promise me you’ll remember
the many steps
we shared together,
the many places where
we strolled hand in hand
admiring God’s beauty
in the people and places
along the way.
Promise you will walk
those same places and
reflect on the many
memories we made,
sharing life and love together.
Promise you will stroll
just as we did
the same enthusiasm
the same magical wonder.
Promise me your steps
will not be heavy or burdened
with sadness or dismay.
For never were ours
when we strolled these paths.
Promise me no matter if
ever we stroll together again
you will never forget
our many walks
and never allow
your steps to be silenced.