Boots

There are tall ones, and short ones, Plastic ones, and leather ones. Some made with thick rubber soles. Others have soles full of holes! That's right! Boots! Dozens of boots. All types! Both ugly, and cute. Some are made for walking over the moors, Then others are worn by soldiers to wars. There are those that come to the knee, Made to keep out the snow. Maybe? Rubber boots let us walk in the water, Or go into places we didn't oughter! Boots with laces, which may be pulled tight, Others that slip on, might be dull or bright. Some which we wear when playing a game, While others carry a famous name. "Wellington," named the boot of rubber, Worn mostly by seamen and land lubbers. Knee high boots buttoned right to the top, Thigh high boots that appear not to stop. Boots for riding, they fit in stirrups. Really needed, when you go for gallops. Some people love boots with a fierce passion, They're always an important part of fashion. Whatever your taste might be in boots, Styles can be found, to match any suit. Short, long, heavy, or light. Take your pick, Even to Jackboots, with heels you can click. To the rest of the world, we have found. Boots can make statements. Most profound! Rhyme. August 22nd 2016 Hauled this on out of my archives in response to Linda's Poem -Walking Boots.