OLD SHOES

We're two old shoes
tossed in a corner of the closet
old shoes that have grown comfortable
with the passage of time
and with each other

our soles have gotten thinner
and we have shaped our fit
as feet flattened
and years went by

our threads are bare
we have gotten looser
and widened out
but nothing is better
than old shoes for comfort

around the house
we putter along
shuffling with an ease of familiarity
we know the everyday routine
have molded to our surroundings

sizes changed
colors faded
holes in our toes

yes we've become
two worn-out shoes
still

quite a pair.


© d.knape
December 27, 2016

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