Two Tiny Feet

Two tiny feet to kiss and hold,

Who knows where these ten toes will go.

Two tiny feet to love and touch,

In soft grass will run so much.

Two tiny feet pink, soft, and warm, 

The roads they travel will shape and form.

Two tiny feet beginning to grow,

One day will be tiny no more.

Truthfully,

Joanne

"How beautiful on the mountains, are the feet of those who bring good news,
who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation."