I walk around town
In dirty shoes
They were shiny once
Squeaky clean and white
But now they have
Red dust over them
From lush African lands
From an unplanned adventure
A chance encounter
I don’t wish to clean them
I want that tangible reminder
Of laughter and excitement
I want the blush to linger
Others may see dirty shoes
But I see memories of advanture
I walk around town
With a blush on my shoes
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