Two pairs of footprints are seen in the snow.
Two people walking side by side,
Never letting each other's hands go.
It's cold outside but the don't know it,
There love is warm and they both show it.
Down the hill and through the woods,
Still holding hands like lovers should.
They stop to cling to each other ever so close,
The gurl whispers to the boy,
"Your the one thing I want the most."
They look into each other's deep brown eyes,
Feeling the presence of the blue sky.
Smiling at each other ever so long,
They both know where they belong.
Two pairs of footprints are seen in the snow,
Two lovers' hearts never letting go.
-January 4, 2003 |
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