a small thing

When A was born she had little feet.

They were soft too.

Little and soft.

Now when I touch her feet I am struck by how old they feel.

They are not so tough like mine,

but they don't feel like baby feet.

If you didn't know her,

you would know she runs barefoot,

you would know she hasn't been running barefoot for long,

but long enough to lose her baby feet

just by touching them.