Footprints in the Sand
It’s amazing reflecting on this journey called life
60 seconds of white sand, ocean waves and me, the wife
It’s all erased as the winds blow, the ultimate show
of God’s handiwork, no stagnation, staying low
Incognito, no one wearing speedos
Grateful for clarity, man... where did the time go
My opportunity to grow, pace going slow
Got to get back home, to what? Who knows
But as I walk and reflect, recalling the past
The prints that I made here, is not guaranteed to last
My time here is like the wind, blowing sand grains here and there
My time here is ending, back to the bumpy roads I dare
Looking back at my life to many it won’t matter
To some recollections and memories shared through open chatter
Watch where you step, some things can’t be erased
The good things you do, make sure it can be traced
There’s a record being kept, only written by the angel’s hand
The evil deeds forgiven... like footprints in the sand
