I have a love/hate relationship with words. Some of the words I don’t like include nightmare, exploit and laundry. There are some words that just make me feel good – like raindrops, whimsy and cookies. Another of my favorite words is footprints. It always reminds me of that poem about two sets of footprints becoming one when God carries you through difficult times. I love that! It also reminds me of the poem I wrote several years ago about my father. I used the word “footprints” in it, so whenever I hear that word – my thoughts immediately go there. Here is the poem:
MY FATHER, MY SEAGULL
I felt myself
lifted away by a mighty seagull.
I helped him scan the waves in search of food.
I held on tight
as he swooped down towards the water,
then suddenly, we headed out to sea.
He caught an updraft
and we soared higher and higher.
He didn’t even need to flap his wings.
We watched the waves
try to overtake each other, yet they
always seemed to find their way to shore; as did we.
He landed gently.
I let go of his neck and slid down slowly.
He watched me leave my footprints in the sand.
Then he left me.
I tried to catch him, but I couldn’t, so I cried
just like I did the day they told me Daddy died.
For Ragtag Daily Prompt: Footprint
It’s Only Words #11
Grammy Writes 
That’s a very beautiful poem! Thanks for sharing and take care 😊 Aiva
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… and thank you for taking time to read it! 🙂
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Poignant and powerful… A beautiful poem in memory of your father. ❤ Hugs. xxx
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I’m so glad you think so, Bette! I appreciate your kind words.
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Beautiful. I felt the soaring, and the gentle slide down.
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Thank you for feeling it with me! Take care.
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Happy and sad at the same time. Lovely. Thanks for joining in Linda
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Thank YOU for taking time to read it. I love the word, so I had to reply to the challenge!
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That’s a lovely tribute to your father, Linda.
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It was heartfelt! Thank you!
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I’ve always thought that words leave footprints on your heart.
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They really do! I like that thought, Andrew.
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Wow. It left me so alone and brooding in the end. It was an impactful poem, moving, and powerful.
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Thank you so much for your impression of the poem. My father died suddenly when I was 20 years old, and the overwhelming sense of abandonment has stuck with me all these years!
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A beautiful poem.
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I appreciate that, Rupali!
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Nice blog you got and thanks for following
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Thank you! No problem!
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