Sunday, July 05, 2015

Last Night


Her Feet

I remember kissing them
So tiny, soft, boneless
Toenails smaller than a wish.

Thinking then
They would
Dance and run
On golden sands
And splash sparkles
Around her of blue
Atlantic rainbows

It was last night
I saw them in
Oyster pink leather
Worn, used, middle-aged

And

I remembered kissing them
So tiny, soft, boneless
Toenails smaller than a wish.

July 5, 2015

5 comments:

  1. this poem is beautiful..it touched my heart. ann.

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  2. We never forget the wonder of tiny fingers and toes. Beautiful poem!

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  3. I'm trying a second time...This was lovely. I would love to go somewhere accessed only by ferry...

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  4. 'Toenails smaller than a wish'

    Heavenly. Thanks for making my day.

    xxx

    Pants

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