Sunday, January 18, 2015

Wet Soles of My Shoes

Drenched with the ever
soaking snow that found
its way onto my feet.
Though a shiver travels
slowly up my spine,
gratitude arrives in knowing
all will not be lost.
The numbness will fade to warmth.
The pain will turn to feeling.

And the boots, to whom
I owe my livelihood, damaged
for my sake; I thank you--
Giving a chance to stand again.