Legs

 

These legs 

Have crawled

Trained in ballet 

To learn to walk

Without falling

Worn braces

To correct 

My pigeon-toed feet

(That I still choose

As my comfort stance)

Grew too fast 

Leaving me

Awkward as a child but

Balanced as a woman

They danced in clubs till 4AM

Wrapped around lovers

Swam in oceans

Climbed mountains

Waited on tables

Roller skated till dawn 

Cycled thousands of miles 

Awoken me at 3AM

Writhing with spasms

Through two

Nine month

Pregnancies

Have carried 

My children

Upon hips

That always 

Need adjusting

They have allowed me to shimmy

Until my soul was content

Helped me run my first

And last 5k

(Because I hate running)

Have been 

Bruised 

Scarred

And

Tattooed

With 

Love and hate equally

Always

Restless and ready

For the adventure 

That lies ahead.

💫Amber Comber