FOOT TRACKS
Foot tracks etched upon the snow
Point a path for which I'll go.
The day at rest for evening be
be graced in fluffy white I see
lamp posts guide the path ahead
an ambient glow of stage I tread.
a park a part with cobble stone
of solitude I walk alone
and wish our hands were intertwined.
Perhaps a spark of warmth we'd find
alone my feet in show that cracks
oh wait! Could those be your foot tracks?
Your photos inspired this poem I wrote tonight. Thanks @always1success for this inspiration! Wonderful photos.
Thank you! You have the great poem!
That really is a beautiful poem, you should make a post of that!
Looks like a post card.