Wednesday, March 25, 2015

poem of the day March 25


In the airport
while waiting for
the flight 
I watched the shoes
march through
two by two
Red shoes
White shoes
Poor shoes
Rich shoes
Clean shoes
Dirty Shoes
Brown and black shoes too
Many sneakers
A few high heals
Even a pair of your
mother's army boats
It made me realize
what a long strange
start of a trip it's been

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