It was morning, not yet day though
when I noticed snow had fallen.

And outside reminded nothing
of the past days, all was white now.

Some fresh footsteps had your shoe size,
I got thinking they were your marks.

The next morning snow was melting,
your impression became water.

Gone the Winter, I’ll keep waiting
for the morning when I see you.

Comments on: "Footsteps" (10)

  1. Nice Ina, and a lovely photo.

  2. An enigma Ina and a good one, the transience of life.

  3. It’s great what you read into a “picture”.

  4. I really like this Ina – and those meaningful footprints in the snow….!

  5. Francina said:

    Hoi Ina,

    Lovely wishful poem.
    Jij hebt sneeuw, wil ik ook . Mooi ook zo de vuurtoren op de foto.

    groetjes, Francina πŸ™‚

    • Hoi Francina, thank you very much! De sneeuw is helaas alweer gesmolten, maar de temperatuur blijft onder nul, dus mocht er wat vallen, dan hebben we vast weken lang pret πŸ™‚

      groetjes! πŸ™‚

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