They take me where
I wanna go
whether fast
or plodding slow
...
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I take them here... I take them there... Or rather more, they take me where (now..loved those lines..i was like...the feet take us everywhere not us..*wink*) what a poem...and about your feet....fantastic!
To pen a poem about your feet Is really an amazing feat But oh the truth do really tell Like anyone, they often smell And wearing footwear in your bed Must mystify your probing tread When hubby searches for some footsy To only find a hairy tootsy! Take care :) Jack
Yes darling very nice, one step back in amazement lol's Love dave xxx
Better fat than smelly! ! But, as long as they get you where you want to go... Brian
Love your body, love every little part of it, and it will respond by serving you well. A very nice poem. Julia
Cute, jolly, and funny, with a clear message about self-love and self-acceptance (I think!) . A lovely read. Warm regards, Gina.
This is adorable, Esther. I enjoyed it from start to finish. Warmest regards, CJ
Feet are appendages that we tend to not think about very much, and never pamper very much, but of course we should. I enjoyed this read. It's amazing what you can write about concerning feet! . I wrote a poem called My Shoes, which you might like to peruse if you have the time, it's a fun one. Love Ernestine XXX
Cute one! I tried to think of some funny puns for you, but am sadly defeated. Maybe you could get a job in French vineyard as a grape crusher. -chuck
Right now I'm into finding very wide houseshoes, because my youngest daughter is 8 months pregnant, and her feet are 'out of control.' I call mine shoe boxes, because they are just about as wide as they are long! Like you, tho, they get me where I need to go, and what more could we ask of them? ? Very funny!
Thanks, Phillip - I liken my feet to paws without fur, and since I love animals that's just fine by me! Fred Flintstone's got nothing on me, I tellya. I do need to change the word 'large' for 'short' though. Thanks for the tip about Pablo Neruda's poem - he is wonderful. Take care out there! Me
Dear Esther-When I peruse the Poemhunter site, I'm drawn to the titles of poems which stand out above the multitude of lost love-I hate you-I love you titles. And I was happy to land in your zone. My first thought is, you must have interesting feet-maybe Fred Flinstone feet, or Alley Oop feet perhaps. Just kidding! A poem you might look up that relates so well to feet, is Pablo Neruda's, To a Foot From Its Child. Phillip
This is a delightful poem, Esther - it's original, it's real, it's hysterical! Very well done, a pleasure to read. Love, CJ