WHERE FOOTSTEPS FALL
Walk in softly to this room
Turn the pages with extra care
Lest they crumble beneath your touch
Tis fragile paper laying there
For one who blunders through this world
No thought of despair, hope or fear
Be aware how you tread; the mark you make
Will be the footsteps you leave here
Be careful when you open the door
Look for pages that lay upon the floor
Pick them up gently then, one by one
And take note of how the pages run
The fingerprints you leave in here
Indent on parchment fine forever
When you leave please keep in mind
To close the door quietly behind
There's so many lessons we must learn
And for many they will go unheard
For to go where angels fear to tread
The road stretches out too far ahead
This poem was written for "The Poetry Room" where people had so many problems with health and life. I can no longer find this site, so I am leaving this poem here