Barefeet

I walk on poodles

And stumble upon water Barefeet.

My feet exposed

I have nothing.

Nothing money can buy.

My clothes are shreds,

Pieces of strands

Trying to cover my naked body.

Yet somehow I manage to smile.

I smile because I have everything,

Everything money can't buy.

I rejoice at the thought of having feet,

Feet to walk on those poodles.

I celebrate the beating of my heart,

Each day a reminder that I still am.

That somebody is still rooting for me.

I am grateful

Of not having gone to eternal sleep.

My cup of gratitude overflows

To the rhythmic dance of my doves

Upon a new dawn

Joy is a tune I sing each day

My face kisses the sun.

Oxygen still inflating my lungs.

How joyful it is to expel carbon dioxide

Proof that a million cells

In my body still lives

Those poodles a constant reminder

Of the butterfly I am

Satisfied with the different colors

Complementing the masterpiece