My little blue shoes
they carry me
Along rocky roads, and narrow paths,
on long tracks that see no end
My little blue shoes
sold at a price
that never was justified
but yet, it humbly stays
as it always is
My little blue shoes
they collect my tears
that form a ripple
to the endless sea
softly, gently, untold.
My little blue shoes
may they be the last,
while my toes may squinch in pain
I still have to carry on
because my little blue shoes,
they carry me .
-- written on the 15th dec. a day when I realised I was stronger than I thought I was. because of my father(s).
