Track’s: of life

as you stroll,

you can alway’s look back,

to realize where,

you have been.

when you cross,a grassy field,

or walk a icy stream.

thought’s of life,may they yield,

to all that you,have seen.

leaving track’s,

of one’s being.

not only moving,

but also seeing.                Duane McKinney 2015

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