Haiku to a shoe


We met in San Francisco, right by Union Square, in the summer of love 2003. We’ve had laughs and tears. Rain and shine. And we will always have the memories.

But. This is it. We have reached the end of the road. C’est fini. For real this time. All I can say is: I don’t regret a thing.

I must remember
you are rubber and nylon
Autumn is here now


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