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Barefoot Days---repost
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Barefoot Days---repost |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Barefoot Days Virginia Salter Oh, those barefoot days days of trusting days of daring days of unknown vulnerability loved those days dusty, dirty paths rippling, slimy-stoned streams filled with playtime’s dreams sandy beaches hot and cold seaweed, shells toughened soles splat my steps in rhythmic march on dampened soil I’d dance my soul do you remember obstacle course of stones and bees? black-top heated to high degrees ‘adventures over hot coals’ we’d vie brave, so brave, though we might die imaginations carrying us to other lands other customs other sands common sense, as adults, our weakened soles did catapult, in our daring, sense of free, has shot holes in you and me © August 17, 2000 |
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Alan Senior Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 1499right next door |
I am glad you brought this back. I really enjoyed it. I still go barefooted. alan |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thank you, Alan, for reading. I do, too, sometimes, but my feet have grown horribly sensitive, so I don't go far. Do a lot of stocking feeting in the house and on the porch, though.  |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
and chasing minnows along the beach where now common sense would screech Ol' common sense closes so many doors . . . Thanks, Virginia |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Yep, but it often saves us a lot of pain, too. enjoyed your little ditty, especially the 'screech' |
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