Wandering shoes

Did you polish your traveling shoes? They are tap tapping in your closet. Did you shine your wandering shoes? They are making noise in your closet like little chirping birds. Did you try on your old travelling shoes? Tappity tap, tappity tap over the hills, over the rivers, over the meadows they run and I don't mind where I am going. Away from the sleepless nights, away from what it will be next and what has to come. Away, just away I shall come back one day. I know I shall be back someday. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 10/1/2010