To Be Walking

Some people never ride the train –
They much prefer the bus.
Suburban folk find both a pain –
Think driving is a plus.

A lot of people love to bike
And some roll ‘round on skates;
Yet many others really like
How flying liberates.

For city folk, a taxi’s fine
Or van or limousine;
Convenience often does define
The needs of our routine.

But as for me, if I’ve a choice
To get from A to B,
I’d rather walk, ‘cause I rejoice
In all that I can see.

The route is mine as is the pace;
I’m solely in control.
The sun or breeze is on my face;
It lifts my very soul.

What others see as exercise,
Resulting in some balking,
For me’s exactly just my size –
I can’t wait to be walking!