My Big Boots

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Children remind us, periodically, of what's really important in life.

Submitted: February 10, 2009

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My Big Boots
Here come my big boots again
Carelessly crushing
your elegant palace of twigs,
scattering the petals you
so lovingly arranged into a fairy ring
You speak of magic
and unseen companions,
you make tea-parties
and look after injured insects
My big boots
don’t care for such a fantasy:
A spade is a spade!
My boots like to see what needs doing
and Get the job done
Minimum of Fuss
Head down, Bum up …
My big boots
don’t have a clue.
They’re good for walking in mud
and that’s about all!


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