Footprints and More Footprints

Footprints & more Footprints Footprints This morning before the sun reached out Climbing for its place in the heavens day, I walked outside to greet it, as is my way On my beautiful lawn were a lot of bumps, Turned to find a roller or rake, But before this task was through That voice came and told me of you "Look at what your friends have done" In the growing light I saw that the lumps, In the shape of footprints, not ugly bumps As if someone had been walking there In my garden it didn't seem fair. Tears rolled down my cheeks with ease, As I knew just what they were My friends from all over this world, Like you, had to be silly had to care. Now my lawn is more beautiful, Than any I have ever seen. Feet prints there in profusion green, From billiard table top to this shrine, Thank you all, you friends of mine More Footprints I walk the land it talks to me No I am not strange, or silly First I tried my lawn out there Friends came from everywhere. The lumps and bumps there to see, Now my lawn stretches to eternity It hit my ways as now each day I stroll in thoughts on green ways. Standing still as one by one, My friend’s prints I stand upon Aussie ones with dusty toes State side bigger ones do show. A feeling that is mostly there For one that treads, really cares This has started something new An instant in time I stand with you. Friends come and also go, Their foot prints are there to show As if they had walked in snow Each telling me, they care. There are strangers prints there I say so welcome you are here Special places now put aside, Some I see, and I have cried. Soldiers who march around, Leaving footprints on the ground. They are a great treasure to me Telling stories of love in eternity. Present friends the new prints are, Great that my lawn stretches so far Remember to make your own A swathe of grass to eternity thrown. Feel that Earth beneath your feet, Reach out to people in your street. Tell them of a new thing found, Footprints sweet upon the ground.