On My Feet Again
My feet happily take me anyplace I want to go.
My feet are happy going to and fro.
My feet like the freedom of pretty sandals.
To new adventures they are not afraid to handle.
Painted toes breathe and giggle.
I feel them dancing with a wiggle.
My feet patiently wait for storefront gazing.
In the hot sun they are a blazing.
Oh no it’s started to rain.
What is that I see a crane?
On my feet again.
To get some quiche Lorraine
My feet can rest
As I sit on this chest
And watch a bird
Eating lemon curd.
So thank your feet every day
And they’ll take you blissfully on your way.