Today's poem is by Ted Kooser
Walking on Tiptoe
Long ago we quit lifting our heels
like the othershorse, dog, and tiger
though we thrill to their speed
as they flee. Even the mouse
bearing the great weight of a nugget
of dog food is enviably graceful.
There is little spring to our walk,
we are so burdened with responsibility,
all of the disciplinary actions
that have fallen to us, the punishments,
the killings, and all with our feet
bound stiff in the skins of the conquered.
But sometimes, in the early hours,
we can feel what it must have been like
to be one of them, up on our toes,
stealing past doors where others are sleeping,
and suddenly able to see in the dark.
Copyright © 2004 Ted Kooser All rights reserved
from Delights & Shadows
Copper Canyon Press
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