ShoesA Poem by Noah Ducane
Two shoes that sat defiant
Kicking off the dust and mud Came kings of porridge amongst them Grand bearers of vagrant feet To tread where angels trod A thousand miles more Over sheer cliffs and valleys Down where the pleasant smile shines Exposed their brilliance Like swords cast aside To be boats upon the world And march like soldiers Saints over land and sea © 2014 Noah DucaneAuthor's Note
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