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I sit here at times

At the foot of the heel

It seems kind of strange

Like a seal without swimming skills

Sometimes I sit for days

Other times I sit for hours

With the same results

No roses or other sweet smelly flowers

The reason I sit here I know not or care

Because like most human I can sit most anywhere

I prefer to sit without shoes or socks

To be closer to nature is my objective and plot

You might think I must be whether small

Or the foot of the heel must be whether tall

In any case it an interesting sight you must say

It is not one you will see everyday

This is how I spend most of my day

Because watching the world beside the foot is my way

It does not take any special skill

Like cooking potato without removing the peels

And late in the evening

When everyone has gone home

There is nothing or no one around

No matter what you think or feel

Only me sitting here at the foot of the heel

A waste of my time

I feel it is not

I am sure you do things

As strange so don’t judge

I invite one and all

To sit at my special place

Where all hard surfaces have been replace with grace

And together as we sit

At the foot of the heel

Because there is no violence, fear or regrets