I don't know how I could possibly love them any more. And yet each day I do.
Tiny little bitty feet
smaller than my thumb.
Lovable, kissable, touchable feet
with the softness of heaven where they're from.
Small and calloused outside feet
with signs of dirt and fun.
Sitting on mommy and daddy's lap
when the day is done.
Grown up big boy leave home feet
so loved along the way
will someday hold their own child's feet
with no right words to say.