Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Surprisingly, the shoes fit,
comfortable as they are expensive.
But, at what price?
After betraying myself
for a bit of bling
I flee to the
comfort of a
well-worn, broken in pair
who accepts me
as I am.

2 comments:

TACParent said...

Nothing like a pair of comfortable shoes. I'm all about comfort. You have captured this wonderfully. Sometimes you have to buy and wear bling ... thank goodness it is only sometimes!

Dymphna said...

I'm all about comfort too!!

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