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There are many perks to working in a bookstore…
There’s the books, the music playing in the background…
the wide variety of people I get to meet….
but one unexpected but welcomed perk…are all those baby feet.

Parents enter with their babies in strollers…and it’s the parents’ faces I first greet…
but before I see the baby’s face…dangling out in front…I see those baby feet.

As the stroller rolls by me…every baby who’s awake…I greet.
I wave and smile…happy to attach a face to those tiny baby feet.

But I have to admit that moment when I first see those baby feet
for me is a little emotional…beautiful…yet somewhat bittersweet.

It brings me back to when I held my children and grandchildren as babies 
a memory I love to repeat
When what amazed me about the life I was holding in my arms
were those tiny baby feet.

I did not know at that time…in that moment so joyous and sweet
that I would have such a short time to enjoy their baby feet.

I did not realize back then…at that time…how could I know
with the persistence of Father Time how quickly those baby feet would grow.

Which makes me want to say to every parents behind every stroller
of every baby I happen to meet….
They are going to grow up fast…
so now is the time…
to take some time
and enjoy those baby feet.

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