Footsteps hastily come and go
Some big some small
Some memorable some forgettable
Nevertheless they come and go
And leave their prints in the sand.
Some fade with the rising tide of the sea
Some gets stepped over,
Some are so tiny, by sunset; the wind gently blows them flat.
But some remains high up on the sand
For everyone to see.
These are the footsteps that we remember
The ones who have left footprints in the sand
an impression on our lives
Which footprints are you??
Written by Tricia Bethel
2010
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