Ragtag Daily Prompt Thursday: Footprint
I don’t want to leave a footprint or two
hardened in the mud by time.
I want to leave a forest full
poisonous plants with shiny berries and fragrant flowers
trees with skeletal limbs wrapped in pine needles and frost
packs of wolves with yellow and orange eyes
and birds that circle the sky after the Sun has died
across the river in Duat
where everyone will know my name.