My husband likes my feet
Which are flat and bony and useful
For moving and shaking
At least they were
But I have been having trouble lately
My ankles feel stiff and
My left foot hurts when I run
Doggedly up the hill and down Lake Street
While listening to an exercise tape
With earphones on.
The doctor says
I need different shoes
I must wear
More supportive sneakers
The kind made for old people
Because
I am getting on
And my feet have some mileage.
But never mind
My husband likes my feet.
And I will buy new shoes with wings on them
Like Mercury
And dance up the hill and down Lake Street
Listening to the music of lightning bugs
And tree frogs.
