Kingdom of Frozen Wet Feet-
I hear the cracklings, combat boots walking
Much I marveled the smelly cocker spaniel
On the leash wearing a sweater I am walking
There’s a hole in the tongue and sole
Of the boots I’m wearing
Deep into that darkness juggling
Once upon a midnight Pekinese
Running from the snow mound and the frozen grounds
My foot prints still crackle
On that day my soul grew happy
In a kingdom full of frozen wet feet and snowmen napping
2/10/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2023
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