Scattered throughout my life
There are footprints
Remnants and reminders
Of those walking about me
There are footprints
Like those in freshly fallen snow
They are fleeting and seasonal
Disappearing quickly
From sight and memory
There are footprints
Like the scuff marks on a hard floor
Words and deeds
Vandalizing my heart
Some long lasting
But still temporary
There are footprints
Like those in the sand
Some in the harshness of the desert
Eventually swept away by the wind
Some in the serenity of the beach
Shortly washed away by the waves
Then, there are footprints
Forever prints deep in stone
Oh, the impact these have made
They have become landmarks
I find them at every major decision
I see them at my deepest sorrows
They are there at my greatest joys
Looking back
I see their influence and effect
These footprints
Never seasonal
Never moved
By wind or wave
Always with me
Sometimes ahead, leading me
Sometimes beside, guiding me
Sometimes behind, urging me on
These footprints in stone
Now, have walked over the horizon
Yet, Still they lead me
Still they guide me
Still they urge me on
Still they surround me
Still with me in my joy
Still with me in this sorrow
These footprints in stone
Always with me
For Mindy
© Ron Simpson Jr.
September 27, 2020
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