Caterpillar Tracks Poem by Timmy Tubbs

These caterpillar tracks are all I can do
To remind you of worn brown shoes
That left my tracks in your snow

So I tread with these knobby souls
Never glancing back to care for your goals
But another set of tracks have appeared
So I’ll glance once more without a word
Then make a silent left turn
To let you and him learn

I drenched my own soul in kerosene
And asked for another chance
Only to see a match
Flicked from your cold hands
I’m just hoping the snow blows it out
Before it lands

All the more tracks the better my chance
But these caterpillar stomps don’t look too bad alone
I’ll drift through white with a smile and cold tears
Clinching my courage and rationing my fears
Stopping only to think
What a wonderful amount of years
Eventually, my souls will wear down and my caterpillars will disappear
Hopefully by this time, you will have fallen from love

And when the season’s fate turns the snow to mud
You will wander with your head down
Gazing for my thawed tracks and sniffing the air
But, sweety, they are torn and gone
It has been too long
I’ll say it again, since it warms you
You were right, and I was always wrong
But I’m not that man
Whose skin was callused and hard
My skin is soft now
Yes, filled with scars, but no longer torn apart
Blanketing the splintered bones that guard my heart