In the Snow
In the snow
They go
These blue-grey ghostly,
Shadowy footprints in the white
Maybe even dead of night
To and fro
They never seem to
Slow
Even up the steps
They go
Do you possibly
suppose
Unbeknown they
May leave behind,
Expose.
A small piece of each
Imprint-owner’s Soul??
Snow Shadows
Published
SoulSails 