Footprints In The Dirt

Footprints In The Dirt

A Poem by Chris Micha
"

Moments collected in a jar.

"
He scooped up their footprints,
that were left in the dirt.
Remembering every single step,
before he stored them in a jar.
His angels watched,
this little boy's beautiful mind,
collecting memories,
so dear to his heart.

Tears of the present, fall hard into
the past.
Leaving emotional craters, embedded
in the dirt.
The lid is put on tight, sealing in time.
Along with the happiness, replaced
by the hurt.

He looks down the gravel road,
around the corner's bend.
He's going to wait right there
for him to come back,
and it doesn't matter when.


A few miles away, his tires hug
the road.
His hands grip the steering wheel,
as he fights back the building tears.
A song on the radio, releases a cascading
river down his cheeks.
While collected memories of his Son,
cry with him on his feet.

© 2014 Chris Micha


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I can feel the you pain you present in this piece. very moving. i Love you

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh wow, this is marvelous.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is so sad... Wonderful imagery and depiction! I'm so glad you shared this with me. Faving immediately!
-QuanaWana

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris Micha

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much ma'am! Means a lot :)
No mortal love is greater than that of a parent for a child - no matter what we do.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris Micha

10 Years Ago

So true Rachelle!!! Thank you :)
I am so glad I randomly plucked this one out of the pile. Wonderful images, powerful message, an excellent poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris Micha

10 Years Ago

Well I am certainly honored that you have chosen to read it. Thank you!! :)
Lovely, lovely...except now you have successfully made me cry. I'm so envious of how you have the ability to make me relate to each poem you write, and change my emotions along the way.
lissalovesyou:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris Micha

10 Years Ago

Awe Lisa, that means a lot. Thank you so much! :)
Well I can honestly say tears roll down my cheeks while reading, great piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris Micha

10 Years Ago

Awe well I'm sorry but I guess I did my job. Thank you! :)
Thomas Fitzgerald

10 Years Ago

Don't be sorry, it is fantastic!
I am now left with a lump in my throat..love the title btw you truly are an amazing writer felt every word that was expressed in this poem..
maria rose

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris Micha

10 Years Ago

Wow! I am flattered and honored by your kind words. Thank you so much Maria!!! :)
maria  ( rose)

10 Years Ago

my pleasure!!!
Tears of the present, fall hard into
the past.
Leaving emotional craters, embedded
in the dirt.

This is such a well crafted line Christian and such a touching piece. It truly pulled at my heart.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris Micha

10 Years Ago

If it didn't make you cry, I didn't do my job lol. ;)
Natalie Dieudonne

10 Years Ago

Oh you did your job :)

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Added on April 12, 2014
Last Updated on April 13, 2014
Tags: father, son, bond, love

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Chris Micha
Chris Micha

Richland, MS



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