Footprints in sand...

Swirls and twirls and lines and dashes,
Made me run in mud and in the ashes,
All these made up the walks in new shoes
To the school and back, I loved my new shoes

I kept looking back for my footprints in sand...
Kept comparing them to my sister's at hand
I looked for them on my way back
But layers of sand had covered them back

My new shoes are made up of three straight lines,
But sadly they hardly leave a twirl or a line
I walked to the office, the day went fine
I forgot looking back for my footprints in time...