This is a poem I wrote after a hard day. The purpose of the poem is to deliver a lighthearted message about how we all leave an impression on this world, and how we all have a choice as to what it is that we leave.
steps crinkling the fall leaves
a depression in the wet cement
white pawprints on the gray street
a fingertip dipped in candle wax
an owls steps on a snowy branch
handprints in the sand
from a young girls handstand
the sound of heels clicking
someone, anyone, running
warm breath on a wintery window
a childs fingerprint in a piece of plato
a flower petal plucked
a red kiss mark on a lucky cheek
wherever we go, prints
make your mark.