My Gray Tennis Shoes
I arrived a moment too soon
The music had not began
drenched from a mild monsoon
Prepared to lend a hand
I chose red instead of blue
And red goes better with purple
So I traded my gray tennis shoes
Another link to connect my circle
Prior to my entrance
My heel entertained a crack
Though I felt like a princess
I changed my shoes to black
The relevance of my debacle
At first seemed non existent
As with the burning of my waffle
And the minor speeding ticket
So, soaking wet, I had made it
Just in time to run an errand
I should have stayed put
But at the time, I didn't care
I never made it back that day
These events play on repeat
If I had done something any other way
I might still be on my feet
Now I watch my body, lifeless
Dressed, head to toe, in blue
Though, not quite, my favorite
They chose my gray shoes
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