There's many shoes in her closet
From her college years,
The four inch pumps she wore,
She holds up to the light
The pumps she met him in
When she found love, had her first child,
Then jumped the broom.
Now in her silver years,
These shoes she recollects.
Heels, flip flops, sneakers, sandals covers her closet floor
She puts them back in their place.
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hello Barbara
An awesome read. I love it.
With some proofreading this is a winner!!
Rula
Thanks. Glad you love it. It just maybe be winner for change lol
Hi Hawaiian honey lol
I like the way you defined the stages of life by the type shoes worn. Where you have "lines" should be line I think. Good luck in contest..........stan
Stan
Thanks. I thought that "s" was wrong. Consider it fixed.
Barbara
A great write and so much in so few words this is the way some poetry should be.
Yours as always, Ian..
Ian
Thanks glad to hear that. I may get a win under my belt yet Lol