Tiny Footprints - By Jenn M. Before your lungs could breathe and your eyes could see, your little feet were walking all over me. Before you could crawl, and even talk, your little toes took a walk. They took a journey, went far and wide. They traveled to my soul where they now reside. With every second that passes they make another move. With every day that ends, they dig another groove. No matter how long or how far we might be apart, your tiny little footprints are all over my heart.