Impressions, a poem by Nia Simone

Impressions II

A dog’s paw
has five pads.
They leave their prints in the snow
and they leave them in the mud.
Pads and claws impressed, showing
they were here.

We leave a stamp too
everywhere we go.
A flat-footed shoe-
a boot-
or a lovely curve
and toes.

Hopes and dreams
left by feet
pressed in ink
then on paper.

A baby has a heavy head –
then becomes a man or woman
and sinks her prints in
other humans
and sometimes deep within the earth.

But in the end
mud and snow
and buried hearts
wash even these away.

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