Shoes of Changing Seasons

Madds

I'm wearing a

pair of shoes to

my brother's

jazz concert.

 

they're a light brown,

with an inch-yall heel,

and they sit a little

too loose in the back.

 

a year ago I

wore these shoes

to a wedding,

my aunt's.

 

I wore these shoes

with a reddish pink dress

and my hair in a

slick back braid.

 

I'm wearing these shoes

with leggings, and 

a green tee-shirt 

that my mom gave me.

 

I wore these shoes

with 23 scars on my

left arm, able to say

I tripped and fell.

 

it's funny how day by day,

nothing changes,

but when you look back a year,

everything has changed.

 

  • Author: Madds (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 24th, 2024 15:57
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Cassie58

    Sad poem. Those 23 scars on your left arm hurt this reader. I hope time is kind and those scars healing and the future gets brighter.



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