Her shoes
Sit quietly on the floor 
Next to the door
Ready to go

The stories they could tell
of the journey they have seen

Someday they will remain perfectly still
For now ……

In the morning bouncing out the door
by evening weariness sets in 

So many lives they have touched 
along the way
sharing love and compassion

Sometimes bright and new 
others worn and tattered
Bravely they go

Her shoes
Her journey 
Her story
A gift to the this world

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