Baby needs a new pair of shoes... NO, momma does!
Shoes
In the pristine store front window
Spied the most fabulous shoe
Even though they're not needed
Body froze, could not continue
Enter and ask for size nine in black
She brings one eight, one ten
Must try, maybe they run differently
Think positive again and again
The smaller size is much too tight
At the toes up front they pinch
Chop chop protruding appendages
Scrunched, stand and painfully flinch
Slip into the larger size she brought
Slip being the operative word
Slip front, back and side to side
Foot health definitely endangered
There are shoe stretchers and pads
Adding some of them might suffice
May even improve the heel and arch
To a shoe that's already overprice
For fashion women do many a thing
The young they will suffer through
But age and wisdom abruptly collide
Comfort reigns; don't buy that shoe!
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Five Year Poem Plan - Part 1
PoetryI am going to attempt to write a poem a week for five years! It is a personal resolution that I am making public in order to hold myself accountable.
