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About Freedom Hiker

I served in the USMC directly out of high school and then taught for two years in the Bronx, NY. I was then a Special Education Coordinator/Special Education teacher at a public high school in the Lower Hudson Valley in Westchester County, New York, for over 20 years. Although I love going to Anthony's Nose, I try to get to different spots in the area. One great thing about living in the Hudson Valley is the abundance of great hikes. You can do the same hike in different seasons, and it will be as if you were hiking that trail for the first time. It doesn't get much better than that!

The Shadow of Yesterday and The Promise of Tomorrow

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Shadows grow long as the days disappear,

The reversal of time heeds its call.

Cold dark nights are upon us,

Each lovers embrace a stark reminder of what once was.

Passing silently in each others arms,

The warmth of yesterday fades into the glowing embers

And the wispy grey ashes of every lost love and the memories shared.

With time diverted and memories now deferred, the hope of tomorrow

Brings the promise of new life, new love and a warm embrace.

Where Did Fall Go?

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It’s the second of November and it doesn’t feel like fall,

An  unlikely wind is upon us, failing to heed the call,

And now the day is over and as nice as it has been,

I like it much, much cooler, to keep me in my zen.

 

Now some of you that are out there, may enjoy a warmer day,

To get outside while you can to walk and run and play,

But days like this, my dear old friends, I really couldn’t care,

Because I’m the kind of dude, who likes the chilly air.

 

 

 

 

 

The Exploits of Autumn

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The wind caresses each tree,

Cool and calculated, each leaf a shadow of its previous life.

Drifting downward, it’s breath taken, patiently awaiting rebirth,

Autumn’s  inevitable demise the path it must follow,

Measured in time and longing for the unknown,

The coming cold dark nights tell the story and the truth

Of life itself.

Winter Awaits Us

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The woods are brown and the trees they are bare,

Seductive and mysterious, a chill in the air.

The feel of the earth, so crunchy and soft,

I walk them alone, the cool morning frost.

 

Anticipation awaits us, change we will see,

An eventual white blanket, will coat every tree.

It’s as old as the ages, as sure as the sun,

The coming of winter, another season is done.

 

 

 

 

Trick or Treat

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Witches and goblins

A fine trick or treat,

Begging for candy

For something so sweet,

They’ll knock at your door and threaten your house

Unless it’s candy you give, you wretched old louse!