Footsteps
The footprints in fallen snow
lead to mysterious places
wooded hills and open spaces
steps in a journey told to know
Fresh cold air awakens the mind
to all kinds of things to be seen
Some things fallen in a ravine
Others left on cliff edges to find
A search in nature is profound
Wildlife company always there
Up high, down low, everywhere
Sky, land, plants and trees all around
To know that I'm part of it all
in a stroll taken any day
Those footsteps taken will stay
memories, for me to recall
Heidi Sands
1/24/24
8 syllables
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Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2024
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