Photo Of The Day 04.01.21

Picture from Instagram profile @poetsgrid

How far must I walk before I am no longer seen

Do I walk backwards if being seen is what I want

I have traveled this lonely road so many times

My footprints have imprinted upon the concrete

Telling the trees stories I am too afraid to write down

With each step I take in the opposite direction

A leaf dances as it leaps from its resting place, applauding my bravery

Today I stopped to sit and count the times I gave myself a second chance

As the leaves that haven’t fallen yet watch and wonder if they’ll ever get their time to shine