Looking back,
I see footprints in the sand.
There is only me here,
but four feet have been walking,
side by side.
I feel comfort in knowing that you are there,
but then I look further back,
and I see only one pair.
Where were you then?
And so you answer,
that was when I carried you.
Wednesday, 16 January 2008
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