This poem was simple, and of course was written well I sat in class on day bored, starring outside at the snow.
May I note, I had a lot on my mind this day, and sorry if it's in the wrong form... It's a poem about forgetting the past so I thought it'd be good here! Oh and it's shorter, most of my poems and short but deep.
Like foot prints in the snow,
making are print in the endless abyss,
we move forward creating our path,
just to have them covered ever so fast,
just to remind us to ignore the past,
and move forward into the abyss,
as are foot prints are covered ever so fast.
Oh, and yes I only did one version... Normally I take my poems and do two or three version to perfect them! But I hadn't any time with this one. Anyway, enjoy.
