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 X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to 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.♥