In cushioned, padded beds
They cry
Or when hard on the dusty streets
They lie
Naked, covered, in between,
Little difference have I seen,
But I know, a day complete
Is one that’s spent with happy feet.
In cushioned, padded beds
They cry
Or when hard on the dusty streets
They lie
Naked, covered, in between,
Little difference have I seen,
But I know, a day complete
Is one that’s spent with happy feet.