Caged

A start to my story is a simple walk.

Around my house then stop to talk.

A simple conversation, we had a grin.

And that's where our walking and talking will begin.

We walk and talked every day.

We gathered more people as we went on our way.

Months turned to years and still it was fun.

Until one of our walkers was hit by a stray gun.

A bullet from nowhere made the walks come to an end.

Now we meet at the hospital checking on our friend.

The gunman was captured, our friend passed away.

We haven't gathered to walk and talk anymore, to this day.