Have you come to notice the toes.
And how what they come to do,
Is mostly done undercover.
And they do such a terrific job.
With the least amount of recognition.
Until a corn or two...
Decides to go into conference with a bunion.
Slowing footsteps and making knees to bend.
With eventual respect and attention given.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh my, how true! Not mention amusing. Val