
“It will be a pig’s foot in the morning ”
That what my Dad used to say
I thought I have a trotter growing in the dawning.
I was haunted the idea it would not go away.
Any cut or bruise, and pain or ill
Would be a pig’s foot by sunrise
He’d deal with all upset he had a special skill
Yet always instead of a trotter we’d be better . What a surprise.
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When I was a little girl if ever I was hurt my Dad would tend to me ( if he was home ) he always told me and any of the others that our cut, wound, bruise or pain would be a pigs foot in the morning. I can remember sitting up and staying awake to see if my arm or leg would miraculously turn into a pig’s trotter over night. No matter how hard I tried to stay awake to watch this amazing transformation I always fell asleep and I never witnessed anything of the sort.