A walk- by Joe Clune

How nice a leisurely walk would be,
A walk, hand in hand, you and me.
Through meadows sunny and fair,
Oh the feelings we could share!
And we could tarry, no care in the world,
just lie there smiling, fingers curled.
Maybe then we could share some wine,
Oh wouldn't that fit the mood just fine?
Maybe someday it shall come to be,
A walk, hand in hand, you and me.