A quick poem about leaving and missing someone that has wandering shoes.
Those shoes
You walk around the house
with your shoes on
You walk throught the life
halfway leaving
You come home
already thinking of your next stop
You come home
and I wonder why take off your shoes
when you are about to leave
as always
and
I am alone
again
but
your slippers
are
still here
So I take them
Because you leave
But those shoes stay
Here
with me
