Catching Memories (Footprints of Christmas)

Hints of paths 

Decembers snow

my heart knows to follow

when cold winds blow

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All but one 

too many draw near

snowflakes of memories

are melting I fear

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Captured magic

in moments of time

try to drift over

my journey inclined

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Traveled often

as not to hide

keeping footprints visible 

to hearts passing by

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Untangling thoughts

of Christmas past

sharing the joys

making them last

~

With arms linked together

hearts trudge through the snow

my mother and I 

catching memories as we go

 

KJS©

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Dedicated to my loving mother ~ my friend.

Merry Christmas mom love you!

 

Sometimes these old photographs are the best! I will never forget this snowy winter, when we were snowed in! It was such an adventure for us kids! The footprints you see in this old capture are my dads. Later on my mom got my Auntie Katie to do a canvas. It still hangs on the wall today!

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Morning After Grace

Dusk dissolves fetching 

shadows of darkness

pockets of doubt 

creating fear

powerless to visualize 

soul seeks calvary

bloody footprints

stain the soul 

 ~

Imprints of mercy

mark the path

leading to 

deliverance ~ salvation 

channelled by grace

the heart vacant

of transgression 

    envisions His beauty

KJS©

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Seasons of the Heart

The Northern lights 

they call her home

 

Cry of the wolf 

forlorn he weeps for her

 

Stars are brilliant with life 

awaiting her return

 

The frozen north anticipates 

new breath of life

 

Warm summer breeze 

longs to caress her face

 

Pulling her back

to familiar senses ~ beings of once a time

 

Sun kisses northern lakes 

in hopes to glimmer the eye

 

Ache – is strong it pulls the heart 

towards the country of sunsets

 

Tis autumn leaves brilliant 

with spectacular shades

 

Time is short 

the chill of winter is lurking 

 

Drawing closer with every eve

restless turns anxious

 

Will the heart make it 

back in time?

 

Whistling wind brings first snowfall 

with flurry it arrives!

 

A blanket of fresh white linen

covers earth to keep it warm

 

Reflection dancing lights 

twinkle in brilliance against the snow,

 

For shadows of footprints

 not seen by naked eye 

 

Drifting satisfying from the wind

the soul has come home 

 

She has made it safe 

no more her heart will roam!

 

Kathy J Snow©

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Footprints of the Past

Her childhood heart left behind

Through tears she waves goodbye,

Her youthful soul that once held life

Is barren a dessert achingly dry.

 

Left behind are roads of dreams

Crushed by others mistakes,

The sadness strays from soul to heart

The weight of sorrow it steals, it takes!

 

Kindred spirits have turned to dust

The walls built are made of stone,

She reaches for a strand of hope

Too find she stands alone.

 

For in the miles she sees no future

Craved answers concealed from her soul,

Others convictions now tear at her heart

There is no room just a gaping hole!

 

Shards of happiness hold together

Gathered treasures small but few,

The memory bank that is penniless

She prays one day will be renewed!

 

KathyJSnow©

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