Steps

Every time you take a step do you think about it? I do and if I don’t I usually end up kissing the ground and believe me it tastes bad. Some times I wish I could walk down the street and be free to look at all the things around me. Instead I have to STOP and smell the roses so to speak. For every sign I want to read or scene I want to watch I have to stop walking.
I used to hate having to stop walking to watch or see what I want. Now I appreciate having to stop and smell the roses. It allows me to have a chance to think. Everybody is running around so much they don’t have a chance to stop and smell the roses. I do and I’m thankful I get the chance.