Thursday, January 24, 2013

#24

When I was a kid I remember wanting to wear my dad's 
work boots, and he always said, "No, you'll get Athlete's Foot!" 
But I remember how fascinated I was with those heavy leather 
boots with steel toes, clomping around listening to the sound of 
such sturdiness;
and what a delight when my grandson, 
who quietly disappeared on Mother's Day 2012, 
and in the adult panic of a "lost toddler"
was found, playing contentedly,
flopping around in grandma's shoes. 

catherinenglish 01-24-2013

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