What Am I
Eyes that see but do not view
Ears that listen just never to you
Shoes that walk with feet go nowhere
While socks collect dust from old stale air
Hands that shake but never a man's
Fingertips to touch yet will never land
Arms to hold but down to the sides
Legs for running never made strides
Heart for beating but never at the pace
A mind for thinking just not with a face
What am I?
Copyright © Michael Whipps | Year Posted 2021
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