Barefoot Angel
With skin as smooth as silk
Not a blemish to be found
The epitome of a free spirit
Walks barefoot on the ground
Her beauty is natural
Mother provides the finest clothes
Her passion, exploring nature
Barefoot everywhere she goes
Nothing like the other girls
Content just being alone
After school her shoes go flying
With her bare feet she roams
Fields stretch out before her
A figure in the distance
She boldly approaches
Bare feet scarred from resistance
For days and days her mother cried
Praying they would find her
There's something here, the men reported
Bare feet and a rope to bind her
Another blessing stripped from the earth
Only footprints left behind
Now, adorned with miraculous wings
Her bare feet, God doesn't mind
How she made it into this world
No one can quite say
She was an angel of God
Sent to guard the very grounds, she played
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