boots, booty boot boot boots

short and tall
big and small
red, black,
and green
and velvety
they make me smile
they make me grin
and don’t forget
the moccasins

not for kicking
but for living, except
puddle splashing boots

I would rather be bootiful
than bootless

not everyone in the world
has boots

I offer a moment of silence

 

I offer my boots!
I could share
give some away
maybe in a week
or next month
maybe never!

There must be ways you
can get your own boots!

believe! you have got to believe
I will pray

in my boots, my bootiful boots
love you boots

I wasnt going to write a poem this evening, but I did.  Pretty silly.  Prompt was to begin with the same word and then end with the same word.  Very deep and significant fluffy poem

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