How I lost my feet

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How I lost my feet  

I lost my feet this very day  

as I stepped off of the bus,  

running a little late for class.  

I tripped somehow,  

and before I realized I was on my way down,  

there I sat in a puddle of salt and sand,  

my dress wicking the whole mess ,  

cold, gritty, miserable,  

onto my bottom.  

I sit in it now,  

watching the rain  

and dreaming of yesterday’s perfection  

                                      Ruth D.Witte,  4-26-18