You look down
At your wedding shoes, from so long ago,
Those deep blue
Leather loafers. Resting on each shoe
Two circles pulled together by an
Artful woven knot.
You've walked through muddy grass,
You've scuffed the toe.
You can get them refurbished,
Or you can sit there with a toothbrush and polish.
Either way, each time you wear them,
Even though it's only once in a blue,
It's a chance to remember how you felt
On that beautiful day, wearing your blue
Wedding shoes.
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