Feet.

The aches and pain I fill on my feet, is of wear and tear felt way down deep, from birth till today, I never seen them this way, two things that moved me the most, two things I thought were gross, they've been there in the cold of winter, frost bit and splintered, exposed to the summer heat, never once did I cover my feet, brought me home drunk and a mess, climbed the mountains and life's little tests, they carried me off to my first and last day of school, went with me every time we moved, was there when I walked miles for my first kiss, even there when I missed, helped me stand when I took a fall, for them being there I couldn't crawl, they took me to great heights and times, was even there when I committed a crime, held me up as I watched my children be born, & moms funeral as I morned, helped me teach my son to play ball, to tell him hold your head up stand tall, they helped me lift my baby girl, to hold her point and show her the world, they carried me to all of there events, never once did I fill the dents, the scares,the bruising, never once did they indicate the misusing, they've been cut, dry and poked, yet stood me up every time never once did they revoke, now years later I fill them cry out in pain, when I stand I fill the strain, I hear them as they crack, I fill them when I sit and relax, in life there is so many things that help you move on, love,friendship, even a song, not till were old do we see, that through time we couldn't do it with out feet, they were there when we took our first step, walked and crept, they helped us skip,jump,and run, to my feet I owe you this one, "Life's been great, fun, romantic, hart wrenching, darkened and sweet, as it comes to and end I can say I did it all on my own two feet." man, I wonder what I could write about my hands: )?