I'm getting ready
For the garage sale tomorrow
My grandma passed away
A few weeks ago
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I surmise you were brought up by your grandmother. No wonder her shoes carry a special significance for you.. Now I'm curious about why a Hindi-speaking lady owned a suitcase from a now-nonexistent town in Texas.
Strange are the tides of fortune and nostalgia! Thank you for this haunting poem
A lovely poem dear poet! I had repeated reading of your last stanza! This beautiful poem stands endearing for lucid expression...10
i REALLY LIKE IT! true story? i wonder if you have them on display in your home. to MyPoemList. bri :)
Your poem poses an intriguing mystery. An adopted child grows into an. Somehow he came back into the bosom of his family. The lifelines are reconnected. His reverie over a pair of shoes is a memorial to his grandmother.
Very emotional and well crafted story. Something are really priceless and worth keeping as long as one can hold on to them. Thanks for sharing a lovely poem.
Such a moving story, nicely written! Thank you for sharing!
I enjoyed reading this narration, it has plots and moved from one time frame of past to present mind, it has a lovely sentimental feeling....definitely a beautiful poem!
Ravi, this is a beautiful poem. Takes you 60 years back. I loved the story. Please don't send the shoes. Peace.
A magnificent poem! Thanks for sharing...5 stars