Penny Loafers
Penny loafers; muffling, shuffling, slipping, sliding symbols of a generation.
The rings of alarm clocks, sprints to an office, and evenings in dance hall gyration.
Low, feminine shoes, a Post-War fad, that were prized for their disarming fabrication,
And preferred instead of the high-top boots, worn by men during War's mobilization.
Slaves of the feet, piously worn, softly they entered the Church of the Reverent;
Or briskly moving on tired, leather soles down the long halls of the U.S.Government.
Hail! The shimmering, scintillating coins shining brightly with romantic sentiment.
Gaudy, nerdy pennny loafers. Comfy on the feet and ready for a compliment.
Copyright © Hilda Greenhough | Year Posted 2023
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