These Feet

These feet were made for walking

for  t r a i p s i n g  through the sand

cool from waves that wash ashore

shells tightly held in hand.

These feet were made for splashing

flicking salty spray up high

toes tangled in long seaweed fronds

dodging seagulls soaring by.

These feet were made for running

pushing off soft grains

knees up high and little bounce

the chase in frisbee games.

These feet were made for digging

wriggling down below

sand piled up past ankle height

stand firm against the tow.

These feet were made for swimming

paddling over waves

toes pointed with legs kicking strong

surf atop the watery maze.

These feet were made for tip-toe-ing

quietly at night

sleepy now, in need of rest

'til tomorrow… when there’s new light.

My Bike

I wrote this poem for my son.

To encourage him on this next milestone.

My bike moves very fast-

wheels spinning ‘round and ‘round

wind flying swiftly, peddles turn-

I almost leave the ground!

My bike is super speedy-

I make my mummy run.

We ride and run together

‘cos it’s a lot of fun!

I race her to the corner-

watch while she catches up,

I laugh ‘cos I’m the winner!

She gives me big thumbs up.

My bike has two large wheels-

I balance there just so,

(but sometimes when I’m tired,

I lean a bit down low).

My bike has little trainers

but I don’t need them anymore-

I think I’ll ride without them

now that I am four!