Someday
By Author Unknown
Someday I'll jump through puddles,
Take a stroll or run a race.
Someday I'll walk across the street
Or maybe walk in space.
Someday I'll scale a mountain
Or I'll join a nature corps.
Someday I'll walk a tightrope
Or explore the ocean floor.
Someday these feet will do some things
That only heaven knows,
BUT
For today they're happy
Just to wiggle all their toes.
Take a stroll or run a race.
Someday I'll walk across the street
Or maybe walk in space.
Someday I'll scale a mountain
Or I'll join a nature corps.
Someday I'll walk a tightrope
Or explore the ocean floor.
Someday these feet will do some things
That only heaven knows,
BUT
For today they're happy
Just to wiggle all their toes.
These are the most romantic, impractical shoes I own. The picture does not do it justice. They are made of a beautiful green and gold tapestry. I cannot remember the last time I wore them. Wait, I dimly remember a time before I was pregnant or chasing a toddler. These days it is about comfort and ease. Unfortunately, I am embarrassed to admit that crocs grace my very big feet. At least they can be sprayed off with a hose.
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