The second of my collections of poems written for "Express It In Eight." |
| Footprints Footprints in the mind of memory places we once knew signs and rhymes of other times ages we pass through. Gone from daily hue and cry deeds of former days in silent moments now they rise unbidden from the haze. Line count: 8 Rhymed abcb For Express It In Eight, 04.25.24 Prompt: Write a poem about footprints. |