Footprints in the Snow
This flurry of Life that descends
as flakes fall in, and end,
with soles pressed,
where do They go?
(...evaporating in the distance...)
some with Circles & Squares
or Diamond/Triangles
in their trails...
Here goes one, long sloppy and muddied, always in a hurry!
And here is another, shuffling off in defeat.
This one made it slow, all dressed up on tippy toe,
And over there some ran with disco beat!!
All these little tracks of Lives,
and I look back, with ghosted smile,
My prints small and neat...
but Yours those I know are most adored,
Crisscrossing along these streets.
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