Faye Sizemore

THE TRUTH BARED

I hate shoes…
ain’t no new news

(I have always hated shoes)

Barefoot at my house…
paddin’ around quiet as a mouse
Barefoot in the early morning dew
… barefoot in the evening too

(I hate shoes…)

In public my feet are always dressed
so you would never have guessed…
… the dark secret of hate that I carry
and why in town I do not tarry

(I just hate shoes)

It’s so that I can hurry home
… and bare my feet where I am alone

(because I hate shoes…)

Author’s Note: Just for fun… and because it is true