The Walk

[aerickson]

for milo

I will confess and tell my friend
but I will give to him in song
as frogs sing night unto its end.

Frogs sing bass, and crickets blend
their melodies - I’ll hum along, - I love the complexity of this stanza. Nicely done.
then I’ll confess and tell my friend.

I've missed my turn, my aimless wend
has led me where I don’t belong here you say you've made a wrong turn, but then in the next stanza, you say you can't make wrong turns. Is it supposed to be a "oh, wait, I can't make a wrong turn" sort of moment?
as frogs sing night unto its end.

I’ll meet him just around this bend,
on nights like this no turn is wrong,
I will confess and tell my friend.

But for right now I’ll just pretend
he’s walking by my side so long
as frogs sing night unto its end.

If he’s not in this marsh, well then
I’ll search beyond the wood and on.
I will confess and tell my friend
as frogs sing night unto its end.

Really nice poem. Nice rhythm and movement through the stanzas and I love the alternating repetitive line. If I understand the poem right, you have something good to tell your friend, but you're not in a huge hurry because you are living completely in the moment. So, the future is there in your mind, but is not pressing. I love it. I'm sorry about all the red. I couldn't seem to fix that. Mine is bold

fixed/mod