do you need your feet rubbed. Yes?
here is an elegant glass of fresh and cool sweet mountain spring water

that lovingly remembers you.
Lay down there on that soft organic shaded lawn

by those rows of fragrant and relaxing roses.

There, now

slowly roll around, back and forth.

let the earth rub your tense shoulders

and hips into a happy goo.

those business shoes – let me take them off for you – the socks too

Here, your feet i am rubbing.
thank you Donald

for relaxing in the White House Rose Garden.

©️ June 2025 Much Love, Deb Poems