Two shoes, then four, plus many more
washed up along untrodden shore
in sundry styles of one size.
Within three weekends, our surprise
evolved to questions - why and who
would fling these heels in the blue?
Our answer: dainty footprints found
above the boardwalk, up around
a beach house newly painted pink,
its owner, sipping from her drink,
retired here, beside the sea,
to live barefoot and fancy-free.
Unlaced © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Submitted: December 17, 2019