poems footprints January 25, 2015by heather anne no pen put to paper no whisper of a farewell no regret only footprints Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
Haven’t heard from you in a while – nice to see some words from your pen again! 🙂 Very good! Peace . . . Reply
Sometimes life is like that. Just a whisper of a memorable moment and then – poof – life moves on. Reply
Heyy this is nice. A footprint something passive and left behind unintentionally but still left. Beautiful. 🙂 Reply
Some call it red 
Haven’t heard from you in a while – nice to see some words from your pen again! 🙂 Very good! Peace . . .
Made me catch my breath. Thank you.
Sometimes life is like that. Just a whisper of a memorable moment and then – poof – life moves on.
Young love looks forward with excitement….
Beautiful
Thanks for liking my haiku’s. Your writing is great. I am now following you.
Impressive!
Heyy this is nice. A footprint something passive and left behind unintentionally but still left. Beautiful. 🙂
Lovely piece.♥