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I tied my shoes twice over
In hopes it wouldn’t fail
The knot I made held strong a while
But then it became frail
The inner lining’s wearing out
Unravelling with time
Woven fibers turn to string
And nothing’s left to bind
It interests me the way the sole
Can bear to stand so much
Walked upon, then thrown away
And all without a crutch
No one ever lends a hand
Or cares to know it’s pain
Some are left upon the porch
To weather in the rain
I myself am like the shoe
Lost and all alone
I feel it’s pain forever more
For I don’t have a home
I tied my shoes twice over
Then lightly walked along
Remembering undue pressure placed
Upon a sole is wrong
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3 Responses for "Unravelling With Time"
Who wrote this poem? I think you have a typo on the line: It interest me the way the sole.
You meant: It interestS me the way the sole
didn’t you?
A minor point. A very nice poem. My favorite stanza is:
No one ever lends a hand
Or cares to know it’s pain
Some are left upon the porch
To weather in the rain
The picture is a nice touch too.
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Thanks for informing me of the typo. I like to fix those things when I catch them. ;) Glad you like the poem.
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