Old Black Shoes

by Chris Black   Dec 24, 2007


Old Black Shoes
oh how they've been around,
Old Black Shoes
walk without making
a sound.

Old Black Shoes
oh how you've turned
to Gray.
it must of been from the weather,
on those long rainy days of May.

Old Gray Shoes,
wet with holes
I am so sorry
Old Gray Shoes,
I will miss you

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