Occupation: Cobbler

Never have I known myself so well.
Never have I ever been more glad I've been through hell.
Never have my shoes been so worn,
Or my heart been so torn.

But though my heart is heavy
My head is high.
My pace is steady!
Never have I ever been more ready.

Man, who cares about those shoes?
I could walk the streets in bare feet if I had to.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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March 2, 2017 at 8:17 AM
Strong and fierce statement. I like it!. Head high and pace steady, and who cares about shoes anyway :)
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March 2, 2017 at 11:31 AM
Thank you Darren! It's a pleasure to see that someone appreciated my message.
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