#112 Slippery Lamentation

August 17, 2018
Contains an elegy to a very specific pair of footwear.


Life is a journey.
Like a breeze across the meadow.
Gently ruffling the grass,
whistling by its blades.

Life is an adventure.
Like a rock that rolls down the hill.
Never stopping,
except when it crashes into a tree.

Life is a gift!
Like warm slippers on a cold morning.
Vigilantly guarding
the comfort of your footsies.
My warm slippers...


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