Foot Steps In The Sand Poem by david mcminn

Where are the foot steps, I have left in the sand?
Have the waves of each day washed them away?
Replaced with clean sand, past mistakes cleaned away.
The steps were not straight. So many missteps have I made.
How good do I feel to see them erased to this day?
With each new step, a chance to do right.
To straighten my step, to make a new day.
By the tide of the past, what was behind me is gone.
Washed away and now waiting this day.
For choices to be made.