footprints in the snow


Somewhere in the middle of the snowstorm,

Night fell and trapped me inside its darkness:

Out in the cold, I walked, wishing for warm

Wooly blankets, and wanting to feel less

Foolish for being caught in the open.

Oh, sometimes, I would like a car to keep

Out of the weather like the other men

That make it home in time to fall asleep.

Perhaps I’m paying penance for some crime

Reaped in the past: I can’t imagine what

It could have been. For more than half the time,

Nothing seems to go right; so, then, I shut

The door behind, only to find that no

Signs show more than my footprints in the snow.

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And to give my blog pages something lighter, I'm sharing some of my personal photographs, too.
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1 Response to Footprints

  1. cdsmiller17 says:

    One visitor to this poem commented to my daughter that the reference to the ‘car’ in line six seemed to jar. My response was that you had to be there: it took me the better part of two hours to walk home for what would have been a 10 minute car ride…


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