Following Footsteps 💕

Opening and closing our history after us, as we walked through yet another door

And I bet the carpet could tell such tall tales, from when it was first fitted on that floor

Just imagine all of those unfamiliar faces, from foreign places that have trod on it galore

So we follow those footsteps from Oh so long ago

We are all just like those granules of grain, that scatter on that sandy shore

Footprints that are washed up from the salty water on the edges of the ocean, with that ebbing of the flow

Blustering in the gentle breezes, from yon westerly winds that blow

So where’re we wander and whatever we do

Perhaps we were solitary strolling from a lover’s liaison, out on a secret rendezvous

Making magical memories to last an entire lifetime through