Old Pair of Boots

I got this pair of old boots.
As comfortable as they once were,
I just knew they wouldn’t last to the end.
It’s hard to part the memory of
how they hugged around my ankles
all these years.
It’s almost a moral battle to be rid off them
no matter how worn out they were,
how much my footsteps became labourous
for their lack of support.
And the fear of breaking into new ones
made me keep wearing them
ignoring how they actually hurt.
Eventually I found myself stalled
and was unable to move forward.
The moment I decided to let them go,
they completely fell apart.
So I was finally free to continue on my journey
without the weight hung onto my ankles.

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Author: Cassa Bassa

๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfitย child ๐Ÿ˜Š

17 thoughts on “Old Pair of Boots”

      1. My pleasure dearest Cassa. I appreciated the deep meaning to your words and they resonated with me. Have a great week my friend. Love ya Joni ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿค—โค๏ธ

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