Old Floral Shoes

It's about a child without knowing that her father was murdered. Her mother tried to make excuses about her father's sudden disappearance but as time passed by, she has to know the truth.

When I was a kid, dad sent me new pair of shoes

It was nice, it was white, it has fellow and blue

Orange and green were also dancing there too

Oh how beautiful! My new pair of floral shoes

But it was big, too big for both my tiny foot

But momma told me not to be in a sad mood;

Promised me I could wear it anytime soon

So we hid it inside a box and moved on

Years after years, after years, I nearly forgot;

The only box that gives me the last glimpse of my pops

Almost forgot about the pretty floral shoes,

That was inside the box found in the cabin blues

I looked for it and found it: seek it all too well;

Took it and wore it but no one can tell

I would wear it at nigh, I would wear it at day

I would even wear it till the end of May

When the white turned brown and pretty colors worn out,

It's not nice; stopped being something I knew about

But I never stopped loving it, never did I loose

For memories bound to it had left me no clues.

Author's Note

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