Footprints

I had reached the end of the road;
I turned around and looked back
And saw, with pleasure and sorrow
The footprints,those various tracks

As i walked down memory lane,
i wished for another chance
Although i knew it was in vain
I wished, with all my heart
To relive those moments,every part.

I wished to dance and prance
About, for every joyous moment
And i wished for a second chance,
To right the mistaken moments.

As i lay awaiting death,
I watched those memories from afar
Sometimes,with bated breath.
I was weak and i was ill,
All i had, bequeathed in my will.

As i looked back, i realised
The moments I'd erred
Were more, but those i prized.
But alas! all that is past,
For now they remain:
Mere Footprints on the sands of time