Fitting Me Are My Own Shoes Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Fitting Me Are My Own Shoes



Fitting me and feeling perfect.
Fitting me are my own shoes.
Fitting me and feeling perfect,
Are the shoes I wear I bought brand new...
Not used,
But some believe they can fit them better.
And...
Some believe in them,
They could better step.
They could better do what I haven't done yet.

If I decide to walk in mud knee deep,
I would still have my own shoes.
And...
If I decide to take them off my feet,
No one else could fit my shoes.

Fitting me and feeling perfect.
Fitting me are my own shoes.
Fitting me and feeling perfect,
Are the shoes I wear I bought brand new.

And...
If I decide to walk in mud knee deep,
On my feet would be my shoes.
And...
If I decide to take them off my feet,
No one else could fit my shoes.

Fitting me and feeling perfect...
Are the shoes I wear some people think that they can fit too!
Fitting me and feeling perfect...
Are the shoes I wear some people think are easily used.
Fitting me and feeling perfect...
Are the shoes I had to break in just to do what I do!
Fitting me and feeling perfect...
Are the shoes I wear some people think that they can fit too!
Fitting me and feeling perfect...
Are the shoes I wear some people think are easily used.
Fitting me and feeling perfect...
Are the shoes I had to break in just to do what I do!
And...
If I decide to walk in mud knee deep,
On my feet would be my shoes.

Fitting me and feeling perfect.
Fitting me are my own shoes.
Fitting me and feeling perfect,
Are the shoes I wear I bought brand new.

Thursday, April 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: perfection
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