I took a walk for a season in my neighbor’s shoes,
The holes in the bottom nearly gave me the blues,
My socks got wet whenever I walked in the rain,
The constant pebbles inside almost drove me insane,
I became more conscience of the things on the ground,
A necessity for new paths is also what I found,
In my own shoes I could travel with much more ease,
My soles were in great shape I could go where I please,
But now I know why my neighbor travels different ways,
And whenever he’s late I am more compassionate these days.
Great post !! Just loved it so much 😊
Thanks for the encouraging words!