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FOOTPRINTS IN SNOW, by                    
First Line: Out of the mists of my memory they come to me
Last Line: Utter impermanence, footprints in snow.
Subject(s): Memory


Out of the mists of my memory they come to me --
Heart-haunting moods of a poignant, sweet past,
Splashes of splendor flash forth then are gone from me,
Beauty recaptured, too fragile to last; --

Like windblown candles they sputter, then die away,
Vainly I try to imprison their glow;
Fleet-winged as humming birds, pausing now, now astray,
Utter impermanence, footprints in snow.





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