I was returning home from the store when I saw the prints,
at first taking them to be those of a big dog.
After second look, I was surprised and dismayed to see
they were the prints of a small child,
one who had perhaps been pulling a wagon.
There were no accompanying prints, such
as an adult might make, so why was this child out alone,
in his stocking feet, on a damp and dreary morning?
That is curious... and a bit troubling....
ReplyDeleteI'm reminded of tracks I saw the other day on the ice on the canal... weeks before I'd say the canal is ready for skaters or walkers.
Yeh, I was wondering what had compelled a child to leave its bed to pull a wagon along the drive/street on a rainy day? I couldn't see where the trail left off - whether he/she went into a house close by, or into the intersection.
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