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Shoes
Shoes

Shoes

H2oH2o

I need these shoes for my mother.

They are her exact size.

I know she will love them,

they are the color of her eyes.

Daddy says she won't make it

past Christmas.

Mommy will be pretty,

when she meets Jesus in heaven.

Can I buy these shoes?

Author Notes: This poem is based off of a song that I heard a lot last year during the Christmas season. I hope you enjoyed it! Comments are greatly appreciated!

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