Holes In My Shoes
I keep getting holes in my shoes,
and even though I look at reality and shake:
I tell myself that changes are quickly coming
to stop me from wishing;
and what I learn from every mistake...
gives me a chance I can't lose!
There's no perfection instilled in us,
we'll be tempted and will fall,
but not all will rise to face the new tomorrow;
its a hurdle to make life dull,
and if we are strong enough...
lady luck will smile to make amends before long!
I keep getting holes in my shoes,
and be ridiculed for trying something new;
before I took a step back,
and did I have a terrible set-back?
I lost many friends, and the truest one knew:
that persistence wasn't the reason for my blues!
Just before yesterday I saw those old friends,
and they smiled...as if nothing ever happened;
and to my surprise, they shake my hand
and truly wished me well with a friendly voice!
Look! It was worth getting holes in my shoes,
taking a step forward without feeling any bruise!
Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
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