My heart looks like a beach <br />After a long summers day <br />Absolute chaos <br />A whole life of people <br />Or just a day of chaos <br /> <br />When my heart <br />was just like a beach <br />early morning <br />just as the sun came up <br /> <br />washed clean of all that came before <br />not a print <br />unblemished by peoples disregard <br />for it is clean of all chaos <br /> <br />then I let the first person in <br />who walked a long trail <br />lonely path cut into fresh sand <br />serenity has come beauty <br /> <br />the first footprint <br />interrupted by a calm wave <br />sweeping to interrupt the first sign <br />of someone walking on my heart <br /> <br />then as the time drags on the beauty changed <br />more people than just one <br />disrupting my clean beach <br />walking, jumping, lying on my beach <br /> <br />the beauty changed to chaos <br />but for one thing <br />the footprint of love <br />of care that the beauty should not be touched <br /> <br />then hurt of the careless one <br />leaving their dirt behind <br />muddy footprints of a careless child <br />a conceited adult <br /> <br />so during the erosion of my beach <br />day in day out <br />night for night <br />cleaning and sweeping <br /> <br />but for those <br />careless footprints <br />of the one who used the beach <br />with no care <br /> <br />for what damage they do <br />they destroyed <br />the beautiful beach <br />the beautiful heart <br /> <br />so the question is <br />will with time <br />this beach <br />heal and find its beauty again <br /> <br />will the footprints of the new day <br />come back and make <br />the heart forget <br />those days of chaos <br /> <br />I wait for the one person <br />Early one morning <br />To make new footprint <br />Not one set, but two <br /> <br />One for me and one for her <br />New footprints on my heart<br /><br />John Doe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-footprints-in-my-heart/
