Foot Prints In the Sand

She left her foot prints on The golden sands of time The promise she had given him Was never ever breached Her skin ever soft and like a peach As she lay in her golden casket Words tumbled from his speech Echoed through his head “Love you! Love you! Love you! I stood in fame but you were the flame I was the edifice but you were the sacrifice Mine were the hands that worked but yours were the ones that healed To you I often put the blame but you always covered my shame I taught to live but you taught to give Darling leave your foot prints for me to follow”