Footprints

Not a name on a wall
Or footprints on the sands of time
Not a picture or a rhyme
I just want –
To smell the ocean breeze
And let the wind wrap me whole
I want to sit on the coarse black rock
And feel the sunshine on my back
I want to see seagulls dip thier beaks
And then see them fly
I want to dip my toes in the sand
And skip and hop as the little crabs come out
I want to run wild like the breeze
Then dunk my feet in the water
I want to let go of the loose strands
Live amidst this joy
And let the waves lift my cheerless life

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