Daniel has new shoes
with lights that flash and dance
with each and every move.
He does not want to go to bed
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My grandson has some too. They are really swish. I found this poem so lovely and moving. A grand storyline, something of everyday that one tends to take for granted and yet it is a lovely memory to keep. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
I remember my daughter actually going to bed in her new shoes, a lovely write, ten from me, best wishes Lynda
David, I loved reading this poem, because it made me think of my son, now 24. When he was little, he always had to puy new shoes on the pillow at night, until a few days had passed and he'd probably forgotten that they were new! a lovely read! jane s x