Randy McClave

Veteran Poet - 1,366 Points (Ashland, Kentucky)

My Feet - Poem by Randy McClave

I walk and I walk on my two tired feet,
Please do not fail me, as people I need to meet.

Feet please take me wherever I need to go,
Let's walk never too fast, and let's never walk too slow.

In my youth my feet would help me run and also walk,
But, now my feet they drag, and trip and they sometimes balk.

I now comfort my feet with powder, and comfortable socks and shoes,
So, they won't hurt me as much, and hopefully they won't bruise.

At night I always give my tired old feet a hot salted bath,
To prepare them for the next day, and another trail or path.

I walk and I walk, and my feet they become tired and also sore,
How I wished they were young, as they were once before.

Randy L. McClave


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 31, 2014


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