Your Feet

Walk gently over the flowers of life,
Take each step with ease,
Run rampantly, forcefully over the path,
Creating your very own breeze.

Take the path less trodden,
Or follow the common road,
All signs point to somewhere,
All can handle your load.

In the end the choice is now,
Not for left or right,
But for something true to you,
That gets you through the night.

Just don’t break the flowers,
Or swelter in the heat,
There are no excuses,
Only you control your feet.

by Tina Louise

2 comments for “Feet

  1. Martin Knowles
    January 11, 2013 at 3:08 pm

    I like #7, nice juxtaposition.

    I’m assuming #5 is a present from your kitty cat ?

    • Carry
      January 11, 2013 at 3:10 pm

      Dead wildlife is never a present from our cats, merely leftovers saved for later (unless I find it and throw it away first)!

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