Footprints In the rainy forest of my heart I still find your footprints you’d left so long ago I kneel on my knees to brush aside the musty leaves of my longing for you If I should follow your footprints where shall I find you? Will it be in heaven or will it be in hell? The question remains - shall I follow them or wipe them clean from the slate of my heart? Cold and low, I run a tear as I cannot bear to walk the walk of life without you I strum my guitar cry out in misery - with no control and no song to sing JEANETTE NEL LE ROUX Copyright reserved
Posted on: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 14:59:57 +0000
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