
My own footprint in the sand at Coastguard Beach, Eastham, MA (Cape Cod). It was the inspiration for the poem.
Sand
My time is up
I come to the beach
to say goodbye
A chilled wind blows
as I hunker down against
the dune in a cut-out
offering full sun and less wind
That deep footprint is mine
heel to toe complete
I watch as one grain of sand
slumps into the depression
By ones and tens then hundreds
it doesn’t take long
for shifting sand
to obliterate my mark
No evidence of a footprint
having ever been there
Had I been there
Am I here
© Beverly R. Titus
06/07/06
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