New Shoes

Pleasure is a new pair of shoes.

A new start on new feet.

That demanding squeak..

New puddles, new places.

 

A new canvas to paint your travels and adventures upon.

 

A snug, close fit, bright laces,

even brighter steps.

 

Against grainy desert sands, or grungy city

pavement.

 

You begin to miss the red clay from Georgia, the rolling blue hills of Kentucky.

That time your lace got stuck in the pedal of your bike, and you toppled down

a mountain trail that summer evening.

 

Pleasure is a new pair of shoes,

but comfort is the old pair.