This foot stood up
said “let me carry all of you” then wobbled.
Its friend said “I can help” and I balanced,
astride a rocking air horse
quicksand spaceship full of stars.
These feet meet
adversity and leap at any challenge
stamp their prints across the land
and kick at gas liquid solid
These ten toes know
they can bear the pain of all of me
pointedly tiptoe across a polished stage
and give no whisper of the bleeding blisters.
These heels feel
each rub of every changing pair of shoes I wear
yet are expert at converting each into a
These ankles rankle
at the fact I make them stand tall
twist and tangle
but can handle any fall.
These arches march me
anywhere I ask them to
with very little gratitude
hidden strength and aptitude.
This skin holds in
stones and ketchup mashed potato
but my leather can weather
gravel plugs and lego.
Each sole holds
my entire weight in gold.