poems footprints January 25, 2015by heather anne no pen put to paper no whisper of a farewell no regret only footprints Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this: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.♥