Two little feet, ten little toes,
running and jumping at play.
Two little feet, too little time,
will be walking to school one day.
Kicking a rock, or skipping a rope,
wading a puddle or washed with soap.
Two little feet, one little child,
will soon go their own way.
But footprints in my mind recall,
they stood here yesterday. Continue reading “ten little toes.”
