Feet

Tiny, perfectly formed. Those soft pink pads of flesh. Edible. The smoothest, softest skin, undamaged by earth and walking and uncomfortable shoes.

They’re growing before my very eyes. Changing. Toe nails need cutting, new shoes need to be bought, splinters tweezed and stubbed toes kissed.

Wrinkly immobile baby feet have been replaced by feet that can run, jump and dance. Kiss those precious baby feet, they don’t stay for long.

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Posted on August 22, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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