My Shoe Tree
My slippers when I needed to comfort,
My winter boots to endure the cold,
My rain boots to withstand the worse storms,
My heels to feel desired,
My runners for health and vitality,
She was my shoe tree.
Copyright © Mourning Mist | Year Posted 2011
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