My little blue shoes (draft 1)

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).