Feet Poem by marie mac

Feet



Hold me up when I am down
you are my feet.

I make you feel good, when I put on nice shoes
you are my feet.

You feel ugly when you have callaces
you are my feet.

You feel all 'done up' when I paint my toe nails
you are my feet.

You touch the ground when I run all around
you are my feet

I hope to use you until the day I die
you are my feet.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
R H 13 March 2007

A lovely ode to one part of our body that we take for granted. A spritely write Marie! Justine

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