By Steffani H. Gilligan,
a poet for the classes
by Ansley Doughty
My shoes are like The me you see. They reflect my personality.
If they are black And all around, I keep my feet Upon the ground.
If I wear flip-flops Any day, From my toes to my head, I want to play.
My racy red heels Are tall and thin. I feel a DIVA Creeping in.
So many moods. So many colors. But I’d go barefoot, If I had my ‘druthers.
Steffani H. Gilligan - The Poetry Teacher Copyright 2006, Last Update 08/09/2007
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