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these old
shoes leave
footprints
everywhere i go
new places or old
small details
-  soft imprints
of my being
are revealed
by the intimacy
of time and memories
of travels
far and wide
markers of a lifelong
journey of which
the destination
remains unknown
Sally A Bayan Dec 2016
Life is a pliable mold
Made up of stories,  told and untold
Some songs and poems are spoken
With no vocal chords...uttered in silence
Brave moments then, may have elevated
Us....but, some demons remain unconquered...
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Life is aggravated by unshared memories
And unforgotten reveries...
True, there're things that can't be undone
Still....we maintain a long list of "uns"
And..."should've been done,"
They're like some old shoes, kept, and yet to be worn..

We can re-shape our future...start with an open mind
Change may mean progress, the future may be kind
This time...give space, so new strength may be born
So that those old shoes, gets a chance to be worn...


Sally

Copyright December 7, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
...lots of unworn shoes and clothes in the attic triggered this write...

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