Footprints Forever
What blooms in the garden of time?
Love planted deep in morning soil,
Grace flowing like spring rain,
Hope is climbing skyward on emerald vines.
Between heartbeats and whispers,
Peace settles like evening dew,
Kindness spreads its roots unseen,
Creating space for dreams to grow anew.
In the shadows of what's passed,
Each embrace leaves golden traces—
Stories told in gentle touches,
Wisdom carried through darkened spaces.
When winter comes to claim its share,
These seeds we've sown will remain:
Love's legacy, wrapped in grace,
Flowering through joy and pain.
Beyond the garden wall, we built,
Our footprints fade but patterns stay —
Each act of kindness, the moment of peace,
Growing wild in tomorrow's day.
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