FOOTSTEPS OF EXISTENCE
My feet have walked in different shoes,
I have left a mark upon the land with feet.
On sidewalks as a child, footsteps much smaller,
Imprints not seen, back in time where I dreamed.
Footsteps of existence, invisible in some ways,
What we leave of ourselves, soul and spirit of no decay.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
Lovely.
thanks for reading.
On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:07 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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