Tuesday, March 1

beautiful feet

once were young
with eyes wide shut
mouthfuls of adrenaline 
once would fly and flutter about
on big, bright wings 
sure to take us places
 hope and heart and dreams enough
to flood the whole wide world
toes dipped cold
in streams of uncertainty
then danced up mountains 
with boldness and brave
streets alive with the beat 
of those beautiful feet








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