Shoelace Freedom
They’d never been tied, forever were loose,
Whenever she walked around,
Always flapping all over the place,
Flip flopping all over the ground,
Without a care for the boots they were on,
Not caring for their job to be done,
Not caring if she walked around really slow,
Or if she sped up to a run,
Until, one day, they both ran away,
Both laces caught a plane off to Rome,
Where they both laced through a beautiful shoe,
In a place that they now call home.
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