Footsteps in the Night
My heart pounded
as I heard the footsteps
walking toward me
like a thief in the night.
I stood there, still,
unable to move,
hoping I would make it
to see another day.
“Hello,” he said.
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
Ten years had passed
since I last saw him.
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Mysterious this poem speaks of the past but doesn't tell what it is. Nicely written
Thank you.
Most welcome
Petra, this hit me with suspense…the pounding heart, the frozen moment. It feels like fear and recognition colliding all at once. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Well done and a fave!
Thank you 🙂
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