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My Magic Boots


I got some boots

for a Merry Christmas

they are short and green

just what I wanted

 

The boots, they match my college jacket

I love to match

I will look so cute

walking on campus

 

They are rubber

they smell new

when I put them on to walk in the rain

I felt invincible. 

 

I didn't have these boots last year

next year I will be at Tulane

how did I walk in the rain 

without

these boots

 

I must've walked carefully

like a child

navigating through a life made more complicated by the never-ending puddles

 

But with these boots

I am invincible.

 

I thank my mother

for my magic boots

along with everything else she has done

to get me to this point

 

last Christmas I couldn't stand in the puddles

But this year I can. 

 

I am moving away soon

But with my magic boots

can do

anything.

 

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