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Footsteps

Post No. 874

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Footsteps

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A trail of footsteps lead

across the fine sea sand

washed away in moments

by the incoming tide

gone without a trace

love letters long erased.

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I walk along the high tide line,

mine are the steps i leave behind

my heart bleeds with every beat

consumed by memories

of a love that died

that couldn’t last from tide to tide.

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The weight i drag upon my back

in a sack i cannot share

mine to own and mine alone

a task to shoulder willingly

‘til He shows me the way to go

smooths the path for me to follow.

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©Denise G Allen, 20 September 2015 05:41