Boots

Boots

A Poem by Missy Lorraine

My boots are brown, 
dirty, and scuffed.
Well-used as I call them.
They're not fancy or new,
stylish nor fashionable.
They are practical, serviceable,
useful and comfortable.

I am just like my boots.
I'm not too pretty
and I don't look like a model,
but I'm sturdy and practical.
I take crap from no-one
and when it's dished out
I kick it easily aside and move on.

I am just like my boots.
The evil and hatred of the world
may attempt to cling to me,
but I brush it off,
just as I brush dirt and grime
off the leather of my boots.

I am just like my boots.
With a little saddle soap and patience
my boots can be like brand new,
and with a little love and care,
so can I.

© 2016 Missy Lorraine


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Added on July 8, 2015
Last Updated on September 11, 2016

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Missy Lorraine
Missy Lorraine

Yuba City, CA



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I am a 22 year old college student who loves to write and play music. Not much else to say... more..

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