Your Footsteps Poem by MELVIN BANGGOLLAY

YOUR FOOTSTEPS
Melvin Banggollay


Alone in the night, I can't sleep
thinking of this life I have kept
when near the doorstep I hear
footstep that slowly comes near

I woke up from my bed to open
the door as my slumber was broken
but when I open I see no other one
except footprints from someone.

I followed, as night keep shining
as silence have its powerful sting
in my desire to see this someone
not far I hear a cry of familiar one.

It was my child in the other room
who went near the door of my room
When I held him close in my arms
He said, I want to sleep in your arms.

I took him and held him close
and sing lullaby full of honey juice
as I danced with tears in my eyes
as I saw my child's tears in his eyes.