BAREFOOT


Rocks filled the hill

The dress she wore

Rippled with the wind

Her feet bare on the earth


As she wished for her prince to come

A fantasy she played while skipping along

Through grassy fields

A child�s dream to which she held


Smiling and singing

Such joy she maintained

Knowing it would never leave her

Was she old or young


It didn�t matter to her

She loved and lived

The choice to be happy was hers alone

Dancing barefoot through life


Michael V Hechtman Copyright 2000