Footprints

I dreamed that I was at the sea. I was walking along the beach. God was walking along with me - A set of footprints for us each. Scenes from my life flashed in the sky; And during times I suffered when, Just one set of footprints walked by. I asked God why I'd been left then. 'You are my precious child, ' God said. 'Through times you'll know and times you've known, 'Especially through grief and dread, ' 'You'll never have to walk alone.' 'When footprints are one set - not two, ' 'It was then, that I carried you.'