Footsteps
Footsteps
Miracle Man
1/16/2022
Those footsteps, onetime thought remotest,
in my past, lie dormant, not interred deep.
From recent memory have gone unnoticed,
they haven’t disappeared, they only sleep.
They have spurred me toward absolute best,
the mistakes I made became a teaching tool.
Footsteps remain dormant but at my behest,
Some recall my days, as a youthful fool.
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