Foolishness (Upon the Occasion of Walking for the First Time After a Twice-Broken Foot)

I walked today on feet of clay
Where never I had trod
And oh what bliss, an angel’s kiss,
My shoes upon the sod.
I am renewed, with joy imbued
Though still I only plod.
My world expands to wider lands
The key – my feet, full-shod!
Rejoicing now, I wonder how
The months did pass away
But I remain, still somewhat sane
And that is how I’ll stay.
Without a doubt I’ll run about
And sing and dance and play
Till roomies rant and say I can’t
(But I will anyway)
They’ll hide my shoes, I’ll sing the blues
And then they’ll give them back.
They’ll make the choice to still my voice
To hush me with a smack
But I don’t care, my feet still bare,
I’ll regain what I lacked,
Toes’ wiggle room, but still no zoom.
My muscles are now slack.
But, never fear, oh no, my dear
I’ll be just fine real soon
Because you see, I gotta be
Unshriveled, not a prune,
Yes, full alive when off I drive
To whistle love’s sweet tune
The wedding’s on, so I’ll be gone
And while they honeymoon
I’ll travel far packed in my car.
The road does beckon on
It sings its song, sweet come along
To ribboned stripes I’m drawn
It calls me forth, west, east and north
(The South is where I’s born)
So I’ll go there, without a care
November comes anon.

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