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Barefoot

Why am I walking barefoot in a cold drizzle?

Yes, I am aware that I do not have shoes

But thank you for pointing it out.

(and insinuating that I am a simpleton)

I intentionally left unshod, rambling

Through puddles and onto soft, wet grass.

I want to feel the walk the way my grandfather did

when he was a boy too poor for shoes.

Feeling the walk from his soles to his soul as he meandered

Through puddles and onto soft, wet grass.

His excitement over the arrival of new shoes abruptly

Cut short when he felt so removed.

So I am walking through puddles and onto soft wet grass

Because I can’t remember the last time I felt

Puddles and soft, wet grass against my skin.

I am not sure if I am walking away from a present

I do not understand or toward a past I do not remember. 

I am just walking barefoot in a cold drizzle.

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