Walkinghome

Plain Jane Jonesy Walkinghome
Bare baby toes stomping through the mud puddles, stealing out into the snow
Seasonal tough soles earned running down crushed gravel track-shared roads, sun-hot rock beaches, and up creek beds all the way to the falls
Boot heels worn down sideways by city streets
These long-mile feet playing tag with ocean waves, somehow out on the west coast wandering
Plain Jane Jonesy Walkinghome