Alone on this path, doesn’t mean I am lonely.
Others have walked here before. Their footprints remain etched in time, and I follow them now.
For those that follow after me, I will leave my mark. A sparkle in time to help guide them.
We are not alone. Not when we walk this path together. Know that I am here. Our fingers lace. Love is the warm coat you settle over these cold shoulders. I’m glad we’re here together!
Cheers and blessings, Selina