Footprints made in the snow
Disappear when the winds blow
Leaves that fall from the trees
Revived could never be
Initials carved in hard bark
Tress fall, gone, leave no mark
My dear, can you see?
The futility
We die, in memories stay on
More death, then we are gone
Live my dear! Be free
Don’t be subject to society
No one will remember, No one will know
Nurture the seeds you sow
Wear what you want
Or regret forever haunt
This lesson, forever know
Forget them and let judgement go
This is My legacy
to you
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Author:
Addy (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 23rd, 2023 09:24
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Just loved it.
Thanks
Beautiful, a lovely read
thanks for sharing, dear poet
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