Thank you for that, Kiya - it's not many brave the wilds of my portfolio to discover my little 8-line poems, so it's wonderful to have some feedback on them. Much appreciated!
Wonderful poem that links footprints to bits and pieces of our memories over the years.
As we get older, we do leave a mark behind - footprints if you will - and even as they fade away, they'll always linger and be a reminder of what we once were.
Thanks for sharing this poignant piece with us, and keep on writing!
It didn’t come today
they promised yesterday
it would be here tomorrow
yet here sit I in sorrow
the day has reached its eve
and hope is set to leave
expectancy is numb
tomorrow never comes.
Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 05.26.24
Prompt: Write a poem about something that never arrived.
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