FOOTPRINTS

She stood staring at her blue print
That looked like a bad misfit
And went to God crying
“Where are you?”
So she went back to her office
Closed the door behind her
Went back to the drawing board
And said “here I am”.

Nothing made as much sense

The foundation was firm

Dimensions correct.

He saw his dream house

She saw a misfit.

 

Staring outside through her window,

She saw footprints….

 

 

#puzzledlines

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