My shoes were satin
My shoes smelled of perspiration and determination
My shoes never failed me
My shoes keep me going
My shoes held memories
My shoes guided my
My shoes could fly and twirl
My shoes had bows and ribbons
My shoes were a pink-ish-brown
My shoes made piroettes and glisades
My shoes are placed next to trophies
My shoes could help her shine
My shoes protected her from fuetes
My shoes were less than comfortable
My shoes held secrets
My shoes were hugged, cherished
My shoes were toys of imagination
My shoes were delicate flowers
My shoes were made of fire
My shoes sang out
My shoes made her a warrior
My shoes are pointe shoes
wow that’s a really good poem! I used to do dance but then I decided to do gymnastics. But I still love ballet.
Faith! I love this poem! The repetition of “my shoes” and then a verb is really good! I could relate except my shoes would me swim flippers… I love this post, very nice! 🙂