These are my daughter's shoes.
The shoes she wore last Thursday
when she graduated from high school.
Among the stilettos and fancy dress
she happily trod with rose gold Converse.
And I proudly followed along.
Because these shoes were telling a story
about who my grown up girl
has turned out to be.
How she chooses to shine
apart from the rest
quietly, confidently, being herself.
It takes courage and a sense of humour
to walk like this amid a crowd.
But it can be done,
with elegance and grace.
That's what I learned last Thursday
from my daughter's shoes.
The Penny Drops
In high school I used to write what I'd call 'thinks' - little bits of writing about whatever topic or issue I was mulling over at the time. I still write these little pieces.
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