Boots

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Photo by Vicki Heschke (and her Boots?)


Slip on, fit like a glove
Stand, wiggle a toe
Step, get ready to move
Now, just go!

Amid the green and gold
A path, dusty and worn
Joy for the young and old
Tho' a green carpet, torn.

Recover, it might
Spreading wide, the vine
Tall comes the flower, bright
To see, another time.


By: Peter Hilger

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