Footsteps.... Poem by Sebastine Humaemo
Footsteps....
Heard greatest gift for man by god is love
and I too came across the cute word love in my life
each moment my girls smile cared me like my second mom
and I was like a bird flying up high in the sky
seeing my smile people said am the happiest person in this world
and many said they liked to be born, like me in the second world
I believed this love of mine going to be with me for ever
poor me I don know one day she gonna dropp me like an old flower
the day came when I was asked to leave and go by my way
with tears and no shoulders to cry I kept walking, as if I lost my way
a day might come when you will recognize my true love
that time search for my footsteps it will guide you to a soul
who still lives holding his breadth expecting you
.....with your thoughts
foot steps........ you are not poor yu are very rich in words and poetic sense.....and all the lines carry beautiful emotions.......well penned a fabulour write.......
true feel...xpressed what normally happen in any love affair..it may be the misunderstanding betwn the love and the beloved that made her to dropp life' an old flower'..maybe or maynot be really that the beloved dropped like an old flower........................beautiful! ! ! ! !
To remain as foot print The pavement should be of clay If one can walk in the clay And leave the foot prints Then he needn't shed his tears He is the 'Man' above all.
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5/1/2024 10:06:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
who still lives holding his breadth expecting you .....with your thoughts good lines.... this is very well done. Crystal