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Smile !

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maspring37 | Smile ! maspring37 Smile ! Skip to content Home About ← Older posts Memories – poem Posted on 22/05/2013 by maspring37 Boots on the Underground Sirens wailing, feet pounding on grey pavements Hurrying,scurrying to be first down the step Each urging the other to run – to be quick The stoic faced men and a woman that wept. The old and the young with eyes cast down Just staring at boots the black and the brown. Scuffed with sole flapping and terribly torn What had they been like when they were first worn. Small crying baby, tired, missing his bed Little cloth boots ; toes so cold and red, The little blue boot on the child of just five Setting out on the first journey of life. The heaviest boot worn and so mired Just like its owner, a man weary and tired The solid black boot on the foot of the soldier Polished and gleaming to take him on further. The old woman who had seen it all ,content to sit And wait for the end on her rickety...

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