A gentle breeze
A starry night
A park, a field
Grassy and dirty
Gallivanting
Adventures beneath my feet
Protected by
My sandals
Extraordinary in their ordinariness
Perfection in their simplicity
Feel the rain on my feet
And the sun on my toes
Open to new things
And filled with the old
They flip-flop down the sidewalk
Smacking the bottoms of my feet
Caked with dirt.
I like to walk
Wherever I go
My favorite mode of transportation
And in the summer
I wear no other
Sturdy, dependable
No good for running
But what’s the rush?
It’s best to meander
Take in the flowers
And that summer smell
The sunscreen and barbeque
And a freshly mown lawn
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