Footsteps
Little baby footsteps, made as life began
Big heavy ones, left from tired old feet
Footsteps followed me my whole life
No matter how hard I tried to escape
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"Poetry is what happens when nothing else can"
Charles Bukowski
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Wow, this was beautiful Will! It felt like a nod to the impact one leaves after they are gone, whether it's big or small. You always leave something behind!! Very touching! Great work!
Thought-provoking! I really enjoyed this--especially the unexpected last line!
This is like a real life follow up to the poem "Foot Steps." Instead of wondering what happened to the foot steps, the question is how to get away from them.
You captured an entire life time in few words. Brilliant
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