Poetry Corner

Footprints
When I was walking down
the highway
I see His footprints on my
side,
He guides me every day and
cheers,
My heart with all His pride.
He shines on me every
morning and fills me up
within my soul.
He keeps His eyes on me day
and night where ever I may
go.
He raises me up and the
angels blow their trumpets.
He keeps His hands on me
and gives me all His comfort.
I sing and dance with a
golden harp.
I give you thanks Lord for
within all my heart.

By Mark Clark