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
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!