they frolicked in the warmth of the sun
until they shone like children
then they struck out for the summit
and beckoned me to join them
but I simply could not follow
no, not with my feet
The only feet I can picture are those of Bilbo Baggins of Bag End.Okay, weird...but, it's me and it is Saturday.
Ha ha - I was thinking of clay feet - and the fact that bad feet will excuse you from conscription. I'm sure that there was a comedian back in the day used to complain about his feet...