A footprint in the sand
leaves an imprint on the land.
Until the sea has its say
and washes where it lay.
Life follows course
and returns us to its source.
Where the love we have found
shall reunite us on new ground.
Footprint
You're never too old to start again
The 50 year old poet 
I was walking upon the beach the other day and was dazed by the footprints, which I created every time, being washed away by the sea. It brought so many thoughts; of any situation being temporary, of happiness triumphing.
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By the time I finish writing this its history. We should live for the moment, unfortunately that’s not easy.
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Never is easy.
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Beautiful poem with such a meaningful thought shared
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Beautifully & painfully true
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Thanks
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Lovely
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Beautiful as always 🙂
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The best poem i read today
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Thank you
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