My Red Shoes

Skipping down the road of life

my heart was filled with delight.

Absent of all constraints,

not harboring one complaint.

A guardian angel close above

whispers to me that I am loved.

Foot loose and fancy free

I could see beauty all around me.

Trees, bushes, plants and flowers

all the birds, butterflies and  bees

seeing things as darling as the bugs' knees.

Skipping in my baby doll red Mary Jane shoes

adventuring to places old and new.

Marveling at the orb spider’s webs

visiting the neighbors while they were

weeding their flower beds.

Skipping while cradling my precious bunny

that did things so darling and funny.

Skipping through the farm fields of plenty

biting into vine ripened  tomatoes of the earths' bounty.

Visiting all my favorite places in the world

could not be a greater thrill.

Skipping along in my baby doll red Mary Jane shoes

going wherever my feet would choose.

Picking flowers, climbing trees,

feeling the Santa Ana breeze.

Skipping in the school yard with my friends

holding their hands.

It was delightful wearing those baby doll red Mary Jane shoes

that mama specially bought and allowed me to choose.