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Old Shoes

I opened the closet and walked on in my foot hit something that fallen from its bin. An old pair of shoes - wrinkled and worn, lay out on the floor reminding me of a long lost friend. Quite a story old shoes can tell where we've gone - a life that's been lived well. Oh, I know that some folks don't care about the past, only the present - 'cause times are just too fast. But old shoes go slow with memories from so long ago of times good and bad smiles and tears of things happy and sad. Old shoes are like friends, they stay around in good times and bad, they are really quite sound. At times we struggle in life to find a place of happiness, peace and a companion to be kind. Old shoes are with us every step of the way through good times and bad bright days and sad. Old shoes are like good friends you don't throw away just tuck them back and bring them out another day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/4/2011 11:23:00 AM
Yes Richard, old shoes and old friends are the best kind and you told the story well. I found your poem gives a cosy feeling - enjoyed so much.
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Date: 7/2/2011 12:10:00 PM
beautiful sentiments relating fond remembrances to shoes... i like, richard! :) huggs, nette
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