For finding something as simply grand as, say,
a pair of forgotten pink rubbers
back in Gram’s old summer kitchen
and washing away their cobwebs out at the side water tap,
and then skipping and twirling and booting around all day
just to see your feet dancing
in bursting color.
May all you wanderings this weekend, kind friends,
boot about in bursting grace
and may you spin with happy wonder
that even today you can be the flashy feet
to bring a forgotten one
Good News!
All’s grace,
Photos: her booting it
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