Old Shoe
January 8, 2010 at 12.00 2 comments
OLD SHOE
Black Sneakers
Mock me not
Dare you
Frayed, uncouth
Has-been from
My child’s growing feet
It is you who scorned
Cursed my
Shiny new Reeboks
To bite
Then to go missing
I am sure…
Constant companion
Comfortable old shoe
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Saritha | January 8, 2010 at 12.00
Succint and evocative. You should get these published.
2.
rashrei | January 11, 2010 at 12.00
Thanks Sarita
I havent written that much… Just soem thoughts here and there!