Poem 2 – Dirty Shoes

Dirty Shoes

8 March 2014


Oh the many grounds you have tread upon
Tonight you splatter in the mud,
With such content.
Life is beautiful, you muse.
(Ironically, covered in slushy dirt)

If you had to count the miles
You have covered.
The foreign and local lands
You are well schooled
(In dealing with traction)

If you had a bank,
The memories you would store
All so precious
All so golden
(So remain silent, soaking)

poem 2


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