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[title] => I Love My New Sandals!!!
[time] => 2004-05-17 19:41:54
[hometext] => ***A poem about shoes that light up while you walk-- my childhood
[bodytext] => When I was just young ‘Bout four or eight My mom was poor And life was great We had a house A happy home My clothes were clean My hair was comb’d I had enough Wore a true smile ‘Til I’d espied The coolest style “They’re just so cute And I’m so keen They come in blue And pink and green The shoes of choice Oh mommy dear Buy them! I’ll be good all year! They light up bright A pretty red A shoe with lights Inside it’s tread It’s all I want It’s true! I swear! Not even a New teddy bear.” How I begged Yes, I did plead Professing that shoes Were all I’d need The flashing lights Fascinated me And sent me on A smiling spree The years went by The gifts were few But none of them Were my prized shoes Around age twelve I gave it up Forgot the shoes My hopes burned up Once in a while I’d see some sneaks And hence a smile Came o’er my cheeks A few requests One here, one there Those light up shoes Were everywhere Then one fine day At age sixteen My mom comes home To make a scene She said, “This is For all the times Of just one thing You were deprived.” She dropped a bag Onto the floor The sight of lights Made my heart soar Just when I thought It was the best I saw it all I saw the rest First they lit up My favorite trick AND they were sandals Oh! What a kick! Not one pair, Nope, mom bought two One in purple One green and blue The lights are blue The sandals white A splash of color For my delight But most of all I saw the love And all the dire I’d scarce knew of Although the times Were less than slick Mom’s love fixed things So smooth and quick And even now That we’re not poor She “makes it up” With gifts galore I’m glad that life Is tranquil now At least in terms Of wrinkled brows We worry less We laugh a lot And love’s the thing We’ve always got [comments] => 9 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 31 [informant] => liquidsunshine [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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