River Feet

Little leaps of faith
Hopping from stone to stone
In a tiny river
And the feet step in
Water gurgling around their ankles
Tugging them along

Wide-eyed fish gape from the reeds
The sleepy willow groans, sighing a breeze
And the feet nestle into the warm dry boot
The water babbling at them from outside
But all they hear is a quiet mumble

Cozy and safe
Like bears in a cave
But the sun is strong and their path is long
And they begin to sweat
The boots are an oven now
So they cross over to the shore.

Their friends the helping hands
Tug the stuffy boots up, up and away
And feet rest on the shore
Wondering what the river tastes like

Now the feet step in
And plunge into an icy embrace
To meet with stones and river rocks
And the fish are even more mystified
Some are brave enough to dash by
Or mouth hello

Cold and wet the feet retreat
Back into their cozy cave ashore
The willow goes back to its sleep
But the fish are all a-twitter
Talking about river feet.