I got the car started I heard you calling me. It's a beautiful day and I'm heading your way. You make me feel good. Like no other could. I'm a lucky gal found you when I needed a smile. It seems like I have been looking only a short while. And here you are. Come to me. Lets make some memories. You fit just right. I can't complain. Some would call our love insane. But to make me feel this good. To let you slip by would be a shame. So we're heading to the door. I am holding on tight to you. You want get away. I'm surely going to pay. Huh, what's that your saying. Fifteen percent off. Cool. What you are kidding and they are also reduced thirty more percent. Oh my. We are headed to the door I can hardly wait to get you home. You caress my feet and make my legs look all so toned. I got to call my daughter. Where is the phone? There is a shoe sell. Now really did you think it would be anything but a shoe. That could brighten my day. And make me skip this way.
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
Nothing like a good pair of shoes. Feels good looks good. Oh ya.
Some would call our love insane. But to make me feel this good. To let you slip by would be a shame.
I'm with you happygolucky4u,
Your write says so much delight for me, as I, stand hand in hand with you when it comes to shoes. My little bright red "Molly N" shoes are my darlings.. Your write has slipped that bounce into my step today.
Comments (7)
oh those lovely shoes!....gimmme gimme...
thanks for sharing Happy..
Rob
But to make me feel this good.
To let you slip by would be a shame.
I'm with you happygolucky4u,
Your write says so much delight for me, as I, stand hand in hand with you when it comes to shoes.
My little bright red "Molly N" shoes are my darlings..
Your write has slipped that bounce into my step today.
SS