Footprints In The Snow Poem by John Powers

A lone girls foot prints in the moonlit snow
with nothing behind her telling her where to go
the road up ahead is white with ice
though the moon will guide her through the night

They stood in the wind by the night time road
a memorial to where she was and what was ahead
Small determined steps that struggled and braced
and still never faltered to carry her forward

A wall of evergreens in the distant shadows
stood as audience and sentry against her
She would not cry, would barely open her eyes
A march to the end and all that was away

Stinging air in the fields white beside her
She went on through the cold, under the black
Soft little steps disappear into the drift
A lone girl now gone, footprints burn away at dawn