Little black shoe
Old and just a little worn
Through the rain and storm
Memories I’ll never undo
Little black shoe
Displayed quite alluring
Seemingly assuring
All shiny and new
Little black shoe
I wore pleased and proud
My cold feet I did shroud
By the find I never did rue
Little black shoe
Worn at the first dance
At my very first chance
To dance with my love true
Little black shoe
So many memories of old
Lined in silver and gold
For a girl never shoeless
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Author:
Emi (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 9th, 2011 13:19
- Comment from author about the poem: There is a pair of black shoes that I own that for some reason bring me very good "luck" when I wear them. I was happy when I wrote this and decided to write something fun. :)
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Comments3
little black shoe,
may i borrow you
so i would be lucky too
like the one who owns you!!!
cute poem!!
Haha thanks. 🙂 I was in a happy mood when I wrote it and wanted to write something fun.
it is!!!good job!
Delightful ode to that precious little black pair of shoes! Your author's comment was further helpful in enjoying it. But the apparent "luck" it seems to bring is a lie. This was indeed a fun little piece...you could have titled it even more enticingly and too truly something like "Ode to the Little Black Shoe". Very nicely written and cute....each of your five stanzas honoring it differently and making a beautiful tribute to a simple pair of "little black shoe[s]....I enjoyed it.
Little back shoe, I wish I had you!
Nice, and original poem!!
Haha thanks 🙂 It's pretty different from what I'm used to writing about... xD
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