These Shoes
These shoes I wear?
It's not the looks that set my eyes aflame,
Nor yet their style that gives them fame.
These shoes I wear?
Most wouldn't dare adorn such ancient ware,
But would rather make fun and stare.
These shoes I wear?
Too few know what I know about these shoes.
If others knew, they too would get a clue.
These shoes I wear?
They were gifted to me by a dear loved one
Who's now passed on, leaving my heart torn.
These shoes I wear?
I wear them proudly with no regards to fashion,
But with love for my grand daughter and a heart
Filled with passion.
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