WALK IN MY SHOES AND I WILL TELL YOU A TALE.

walk in my shoes tell me how you feel my pain.

when the drunk took my life,

the woman in the red dress was raped and stabbed she died,

her shoes were stilettos,

blue ones

Mary Jane shoes worn by the little girl stuffed in the bin.

What does my shoe say?

I have walked miles to this point I passed shoes along the way

they cried out to me with a story

my shoes are polished but used,

my shoes are nervous, because they know that one day I will go from them

set them apart

who speak shoes?

Then all the shoes spoke;

let me tell you a tale

I was on the feet of a housewife

I was on the feet of a secretary

I was on the feet of a spelling bee champion

I was on the feet of a farmer,

feet,

they cant speak

shoes can.

They are wrinkled,

they are muddy,

They are scuffed

They are shaped specific to feet that used to be,

shoes,

they tell a tale of a time,

of a place

of a being

of a life of a job

SHOES speak the language of their owners.

Walk well in your shoes

Your story is next.

10/12/2015