pogo, coffee and me

with a bit of cinnamon and cream

footprints

 footprints

in youth, the world stretches out with paths of footprints

unknown before us , always tomorrow;

but age leaves the footprints of yesterdays haunted with long shadows

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March 26, 2007 - Posted by | nature, winter

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