A MAN’S FEET

when you have travelled a long-long way
and need some rest at the end of a day
crawl in under your sombrero
cover yourself from head to toe
lock out the world

point your feet towards the night
pray someone will offer you a bite
there isn’t much to do before sleep
when a man’s on the road; happy the feet
when he takes a rest

where will the new day lead when it dawns?
while at home your wife will harvest the corn
and dream about the treasures you may bring
both of you will have had enough of the sun’s sting
when your feet gets back to her bed