In Your Footsteps

In Your FootstepsYou think I don’t want to follow themEverywhere they goTo be there when they laughSee them walking life’s highwaysHopeful – optimistic – youngYou think my heart beatsTo a different rhythmAnd my insides don’t crumbleAt the temporary lossAs they walk out the doorYou think I rest easilyWhile they feel their feet in lifeOr sitContinueContinue reading “In Your Footsteps”