Frances Byrne Poet Rhyme

Red Shoes

I bought a bag on holiday
Deep red
Gorgeous
Stylish and petite 
Neat

I couldn't wait to use 
Then I realised
I had no matching shoes

Whats a girl to do
Without the matching shoe
Throw conformity to the wind 
Or begin a search that might never end 

The hunt began
But the shoes had to match
Right colour right style 
I am prepared to wait a while 

Time passed by
I was beginning to despair
Would I ever get my matching pair

Then one day out of the blue
I see the matching shoe
On a shelf all alone
Beckoning me to try it on

Tentatively I put it on
Then I request the second one
Will this be a success
Have I found the matching shoes
Or am I going to get the blues

No blues for me
Yes they are the one
Now I am ready to stun

My epic journey is over
Treasure found
Happiness all around

My red shoes

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Richard Lamoureux March 31, 2020 at 8:56 AM A delightful write. This has a Cinderella feel to it. Frances Byrne March 31, 2020 at 8:59 AM Hi Richard, I love what you have seen in it. Guess what that is a true story in my life. Thanks for your lovely comments. Frances