Footprints
From the mothers womb a child is born.
In the wee small hours of the early morn.
Thus touches a heel upon this Earthen lot.
Of one to leave a footprint like it or not.
Newly arrived on this world to learn,
That love conquers all, before you return.
Your life is unique, however you choose.
Being blessed with wisdom, you cannot lose.
Know this life is, but a stepping stone,
To higher dimensions, 'ere you go home.
Let not you ever be lacking in love,
Know that your life, is blessed from above.
May your footprint be firm, balanced, and true,
May your stumbles be, far-spaced and few.
And the answers you seek as you find your way,
Bring satisfaction at the end of your day.
Copyright © Les Pick | Year Posted 2022
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