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Letters :
Dear Shoe laces,
you know so much. Following me every were I go putting up with my antics. You know my secrets and you know my heart aches. Yet I change you every so often or give you a new partner. Do you resent me for doing that, for mixing up your life? Do I mix things up to often?
You know me best of all and I am just wondering if you could help me know me best of all too. Why is it that no matter where I take you you always act the same as me, we always come undone together? You follow me through a day of coloring books, crayons and rose colored glasses and yet are always there waiting to be tied or taken out for a jog.
I watch you go by on others feet and your just not the same as when your with me. With me we are one. With me you are tied. And with me we have fun. Where on little kids you are mean and trip them or on adults you just don’t look right. On adults you have been replaced by shoes that bite and pinch every step of the day, but when you come out you just don’t look right. With me you will always have a home. With me you can always be your self, your neon green and lion covered self. You never have to match. All that I ask is that you are your self and that you let me be my self on our simultaneous journey through life!
Love Janie
Dear Society,
How dare you try to make me conform. My relation ship with my lover/owner is one special bond that I would never break. How dare you say that it would be wrong of me not to match. I don’t match so what. Who are you to say that I have to be on shoes that pinch and bite. Who says that I can’t jump in puddles of mud and water when my owner is sixteen? Who says that I can’t be thrown off to the side while my owner runs and squeals in the grass just to be a little kid again. How dare you tell me that if I am not tied tightly and securely then I don’t belong on the shoe. I am lose on days that I want to be I am tight on others. Life is not a journey for you to control but a journey for me to figure out and wind my way though, just like I weave my way thought the eyelet's that you placed in the shoe that I sleep in, just like the bow that I twist my self in to just for safeties porpoises so that my lover/owner will not trip and fall on the most important walk of her life.
sincerely Shoelaces
In poem form:
Dear Shoe laces,
Following me
Putting up with my antics
Shared secrets, known heart aches
You give to me yet I change you
give you a new
Do you resent me for forcing change on you
like unforgiving scornful eyes on a reputation
You know me best of all
Help a little chick out of her nest, show me how to fly
How to love myself as I love you
we act the same
we are one
we come undone together
we are partners in a day of coloring books, crayons, and rose colored glasses
I watch you trail by on strangers feet your just not the same with out me
With me we are one
With me we are tied
On little kids your brutal with your actions
Following then as they climb up to the culminating moment
of defeating the dragon guarding the castle
Only to make them trip and fall
causing boo-boos and black eyes
On adults you just look odd and unnatural
After being replaced by monsters
that pinch and bite with knurling teeth
After each step of the day
when they try to apologies you just wont’ take it
turning up your nose and causing them to look ridiculous
You will always have a home with me
In my soul and in my neon green and cartoon lion funky style
You never have to match, my friend
For that is who you are
You make me me and you make you you
Hand in hand or
Hand in lace
We travel on out simultaneous journey throughout life
Love,
the person you make whole
Dear Shoe laces,
you know so much. Following me every were I go putting up with my antics. You know my secrets and you know my heart aches. Yet I change you every so often or give you a new partner. Do you resent me for doing that, for mixing up your life? Do I mix things up to often?
You know me best of all and I am just wondering if you could help me know me best of all too. Why is it that no matter where I take you you always act the same as me, we always come undone together? You follow me through a day of coloring books, crayons and rose colored glasses and yet are always there waiting to be tied or taken out for a jog.
I watch you go by on others feet and your just not the same as when your with me. With me we are one. With me you are tied. And with me we have fun. Where on little kids you are mean and trip them or on adults you just don’t look right. On adults you have been replaced by shoes that bite and pinch every step of the day, but when you come out you just don’t look right. With me you will always have a home. With me you can always be your self, your neon green and lion covered self. You never have to match. All that I ask is that you are your self and that you let me be my self on our simultaneous journey through life!
Love Janie
Dear Society,
How dare you try to make me conform. My relation ship with my lover/owner is one special bond that I would never break. How dare you say that it would be wrong of me not to match. I don’t match so what. Who are you to say that I have to be on shoes that pinch and bite. Who says that I can’t jump in puddles of mud and water when my owner is sixteen? Who says that I can’t be thrown off to the side while my owner runs and squeals in the grass just to be a little kid again. How dare you tell me that if I am not tied tightly and securely then I don’t belong on the shoe. I am lose on days that I want to be I am tight on others. Life is not a journey for you to control but a journey for me to figure out and wind my way though, just like I weave my way thought the eyelet's that you placed in the shoe that I sleep in, just like the bow that I twist my self in to just for safeties porpoises so that my lover/owner will not trip and fall on the most important walk of her life.
sincerely Shoelaces
In poem form:
Dear Shoe laces,
Following me
Putting up with my antics
Shared secrets, known heart aches
You give to me yet I change you
give you a new
Do you resent me for forcing change on you
like unforgiving scornful eyes on a reputation
You know me best of all
Help a little chick out of her nest, show me how to fly
How to love myself as I love you
we act the same
we are one
we come undone together
we are partners in a day of coloring books, crayons, and rose colored glasses
I watch you trail by on strangers feet your just not the same with out me
With me we are one
With me we are tied
On little kids your brutal with your actions
Following then as they climb up to the culminating moment
of defeating the dragon guarding the castle
Only to make them trip and fall
causing boo-boos and black eyes
On adults you just look odd and unnatural
After being replaced by monsters
that pinch and bite with knurling teeth
After each step of the day
when they try to apologies you just wont’ take it
turning up your nose and causing them to look ridiculous
You will always have a home with me
In my soul and in my neon green and cartoon lion funky style
You never have to match, my friend
For that is who you are
You make me me and you make you you
Hand in hand or
Hand in lace
We travel on out simultaneous journey throughout life
Love,
the person you make whole