My grandson's feet. Hidden journaling that I found on the internet reads:
Two little feet, ten little toes, Leave their impressions today. Soon they will wear two little shoes, and be running and jumping at play. Two little feet, too little time, Before they are walking to school, Kicking a rock, or skipping a rope, wading a puddle or jumping in a pool. Two little feet, one little child, will soon go their own way, but footprints in my mind recall, they stood here yesterday.