The Black Shoes

The Black Shoes

The black shoes were kept inside safe from dirt,

And I took them out along with a white shirt.

I was feeling lucky being chosen for a special event,

And all I wanted to present myself a bit decent.

I had spent three years with my black shoes,

And I spent on something worth I could choose.

The leather was still amazing without any mark.

I wish this pair of black shoes never lose that spark.

But, I wonder if it’s only a matter of quality or how a thing shall last?

Cause sometimes the heart also longs for some contrast.

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