Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen Poet Choka

Tap, Tap, Tap

Tap, Tap, Tap 


Tiny scruffy shoes
Awaiting small waiflike feet.
Pining to explore.
Tattered from walking,
Adoring the exploring.
Providing comfort.
Two lonely black shoes
Amusing both days and nights.
Praying for delight.
Tiny shoes now rest.
Anticipating new dreams.
Pretending to sleep.
Tomorrow she comes.
And slips tiny feet inside.
Proudly perked-up souls –
Two happy black shoes
Anxiously begin the day.
Playfully happy –


© Dane Smith-Johnsen
April 17, 2010

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Charmaine Chircop April 17, 2010 at 11:45 PM I love this Tap,Tap,Tap poem Dane...tnks for this Sweet One,this Sunday Morning ,for me to read..Charma

Laura Mckenzie April 17, 2010 at 6:57 PM Dane~ Is this a run off on the shoes poem you wrote? I like how you brought the shoes to life! Love Laura :)