Perfect
A string of new footsteps
leading the way
Unmarred by everything
pure
white
sparking in the sun
Step
step
step
What is smooth before
is disrupted behind
Step
step
step
Every step
leaving a mark
on
something pristine
Chose your path wisely
for
after you’ve left,
it will never
be the same
Be careful
where you step,
how you lay
each foot
Others may try to follow
in your steps --
the only ones
they see --
don’t lead them astray
Make your mark --
one you want
to lead
Break the clean
slate of snow
in front of you
for the ones
who come later
A string of footsteps
leading the way