[NicknamedBob]

Just meandering about ...

Carbon Footprints

We’ve left a lot of footprints,
In walking all about.
That muddy ditch just didn’t seem,
To want to let us out.

Then getting past the darkling seas,
Was also quite a trek,
Though sandy beaches still evoke,
The feeling, “What the Heck!”

It was in heading northward,
Our fate became enmeshed,
With bonfires for our vanities,
And for the way we’re fleshed.

Without a warming pelt, you see,
We had to borrow some.
We got it as a dinner gift,
Don’t ask us where it’s from.

The borrowed sunlight we uncorked,
Made many a cheerful eve,
And sunwarmth glowing through the night,
Sustained us, I believe.

I fear we made a mess of things,
The cave floor was a fright.
The darkness we left scattered there,
Was but the ash of night.

And though we left some footprints,
We’re not the only ones,
We followed a fiery pillar,
And smoke across desert suns.

Fire even came with instructions,
From a bush on a mountain top,
So, though we leave carbon footprints,
By God! We aren’t going to stop!

NicknamedBob . . . . . February 16, 2008

[DollyCali]

Have a wonderful & Safe Lords Day Everyone!

[JustAmy]

Good morning, NnB.
Thank you for sharing Carbon Footprints with us.

Also thank you for the poem used in today's opening.