The Shoes

The Shoes (written by April Trice)

Shoes: issued to child.

A child in need of care.

Ugly shoes

Yet sturdy.

Brown lace-ups.

Enforced toes used to inflict pain.

A necessity in a world

With its teeth bared.

Won’ t you sit, child?

May I take your coat?

We assure you,

You’ll be here awhile

This time.


Give me your shoes.

The child refuses.

Her will resolved.

Why bother? She mumbles.

I won’t be here for long.


2 Responses

  1. nice one! in fact i have one poem on shoes myself 🙂

    marinela x x

  2. This sounds like a foster child, and I know there are many foster families that don’t work out as we wish they would. No child needs or deserves to be shuttled from one place to another. Reminds me of a couple of books: Pictures of Hollis Woods and Ellen Foster. I enjoy your poetry. Keep up the good work.

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